My love for you makes me question. My love for you makes me bleed tears.
They pulled you right into the spider web trap before you. Took all the
little wires and rearranged them into the mess of a monster, the
elitist group won’t wonder, why the look in their eyes has suddenly
changed. “You’re the cream of the crop” and you’re also a fake.
Never have I felt so entangled.
Track Name: Breaking Thick Bones
A somber tone starts to grow and it spreads and it lays so heavy. It’s the
sound of your voice. Covered in snow, what’s left for me? Covered in
cold what’s left to be? (There’s an organ beneath my chest where you rest).