Broken
And, tired for some time
possibly shutting eyes will do
before strolling another mile
Honey, sing me a children's song
much the same as you
with a touch of bitterness
And a touch of adoration that is true
I'm done with the falsehoods
the sweet ones
that gets pushed
into my throat consistently
They say
salvation is available to be purchased
while the spirit bites the dust
a noiseless demise
I'm heaving each second
while vision
breaks down in my breath
for what isn't right
what's more, what isn't doesn't make a difference
until the point when I quiet my fevered head
Honey, sing me a bedtime song
much the same as you
I know life is short
What's more, trusts are so few
In any case, I'm never excessively drained
to escape away with you
under the blue moon
sing me a children's song
much the same as you
something so genuine
something that relieves
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 8:47 AM UTC
Broken
And, tired for some time
possibly shutting eyes will do
before strolling another mile
Honey, sing me a children's song
much the same as you
with a touch of bitterness
And a touch of adoration that is true
I'm done with the falsehoods
the sweet ones
that gets pushed
into my throat consistently
They say
salvation is available to be purchased
while the spirit bites the dust
a noiseless demise
I'm heaving each second
while vision
breaks down in my breath
for what isn't right
what's more, what isn't doesn't make a difference
until the point when I quiet my fevered head
Honey, sing me a bedtime song
much the same as you
I know life is short
What's more, trusts are so few
In any case, I'm never excessively drained
to escape away with you
under the blue moon
sing me a children's song
much the same as you
something so genuine
something that relieves
