To make this worse?
Where can we lay down
A sweeping of depressed leaves
Too skinny to sweep
Scatter dry heaves
My mill mixture
Floor play keep relocating in
Ruptured on casualties
No immunity
At slightest that’s how it seems
Don’t make a sound
It throws me off
My core of
Gravity is lost
Don’t feign alarms
Don’t summons off
Don’t make a sound
It throws me off
Branches enclose
These walls won’t hold
Turn tail from a parallel
The roots of your family tree
Or let them see
Cause I’m buried too deep
Don’t make a sound
It throws me off
My core of
Gravity is lost
Don’t feign alarms
Don’t summons off
Don’t make a sound
It throws me off
If we usually knew
Trying to move
Trying to move
Keep my conduct high
We done a life
We done a life
Visualize
Objects in sky
Objects in sky
If we usually knew
Thought this would leave us
On a ground, we will
Taste this,
On a ground, we will
Be there,
On a ground, waiting
Patient
On a ground
She sways over to me
Pointing overboard
But we can’t see nothing
She sways over to me
She’s still going on
But we can’t hear anything
She sways over to me
Pointing overboard
But we can’t see nothing
She sways over to me
She’s still going on
But we can’t hear anything
Don’t make a sound
It throws me off
My core of
Gravity is lost
Don’t feign alarms
Don’t summons off
Don’t make a sound
It throws me off
