Sunday, June 12, 2016


I Don't Blame You
My Only Friend,
We're Nothing But Trouble.

As Far As I Can See...

You are my Mouthful of Diamonds,
You Are The Ocean
Washing off my Bloody Palms,
When I'm Small.

Now Let Me Go...

16 Years
All Dried Up,
Don't Move,
Make A Fist,
Fall In Love.

10,000 Claps
Celebrating Nothing,
The Day You Died.

Our Futuristic Casket
Turning Into Stone,
Running From The Cops,
Never Going Home.

Now Turn It Off...

Bad Dreams,
Black Out Days,
A Dark Tunnel,
With both of our Voices...

Howling At The Moon.