How's this feeling still so foreign? I've trekked this, footprints sunk into soil, Mud curling around dusty boots, ******* them down into the depths.
I'd hate to reiterate it once again, We fell apart for a reason or two, Maybe this is my own punishment, For falling in love but hating the closeness.
Is this enveloping light natural? Will it sit on faded skin or seep into bones? It feels like I've started over again, Please forgive me if I can't hold the sun.
I'd hate to reiterate it once again, We fell apart for a reason or two, Maybe this is my own punishment, For falling in love but hating the closeness.
It's nothing, nevermind. It's better if I stay inside, Count my wrist lines, Tell everyone I'm alive.