I just want to sit here in the dark
and not think about flying
or anything, for that matter

Was this stretched tight enough
Or should I keep screeching on

I’m bloodied from the hands down,
A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn

Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did.
They can’t name it, what is this problem

He has

No way of letting anything out again
Only objective lies and
The forever crooked spine that takes
A smack in the face from this saying
“I’m above, I’m above...”

No cares

Left in the world -
Is a burnt star stuck on the right side
Leaning, lying, letting, the likes of this
get in your way

Or ours if,
in that one chance in hell
the star would let us through

I know,
It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun
to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see
What’s underneath the filth
Let us breath

Underneath
No need
What a place to be

Now

Now

What a place to be
No need
Underneath

Let us breath
What’s underneath the filth
It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun
to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see, I know

the star would let us through
in that one chance in hell
Or ours if,

I was leaning, lying or letting the likes of this
get in your way,
Is a burnt star stuck on the right side
The only thing left in the world

No cares

“I’m above, I’m above...”
A smack in the face from this saying
The forever crooked spine that takes
Only objective lies and
No way of letting anything out again

What he has

They can’t name it, what is this problem
Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did.

A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn
I’m bloodied from the hands down

Should I keep screeching on
Or was this stretched tight enough

I just want to sit here in the dark
and not think about flying
or anything, for that matter...