Dreams
Where yesterday tell stories to the future
I write love letters
to my soul
Binge drinking is not for the loved ones
Ive got assassins eyes
Finally someone cares
I can rip a fracture
From reality’s head
And tear
The view apart
Init night dance
Tango
With
Daytime
I can fall asleep
As they talk
But I cant tell you
What you already know
Or show me silence
I cant speak backwards
To retards
I cant unbreak my hart
I dont usually complain
but this cold
is killing me
I catch this window in the morning
Before I start to think
I fall through Gomorra
Land in the garden
Of Babylon
Would kill
For the man
Who will cut off my tongue
I see a reflection in that pond there
Your torso
Make me come
undone
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