Remeber this Lori

You make me lean
You make me flushed
You left me frayed
My darling

You make me sway
You make me gush
You made me prey
Too much

Darlin

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Passengers (pt 1)

Unloosen a load here
Out of this
Inch of time

We’re livin’ a lie
And you called it
Out of spite
Well I’m undone here,
Just a look alike

And of all the signs
You could have called its
Right on time
Out of your hands
It stumbled
Into mine


~solo~

Since Its all fucked up anyway
This trail of woes
We’re walkin
Lets tally up our victims
And call it good.
Before they hit the ground


And that was just today
And that was just today

Pyroscription

Now lets conspire to dance at wildfires
To spite tragedies at the door
Such heavy hands are no threat to me
Acclimate to sounds of breaking

I throw myself from time to time
Blunt surgeries
Innocent
Yet you bleed
Seething between these fine lines
Can’t help but pull
Lynch pins towards the next explode

These sounds of living throes
Are sounds of living, thrown
These sounds of living
On the break, and my own

The conditions interred in
A case of skin, a cage of bone
Inertial bursts
Become entropic when left alone
That could be fine
But its lost on me
In deliberate moves
Of mental fists the let go lets go

These sounds of living throes
Are sounds of living, thrown
These sounds of living
On the break, and my own

Yea its all words above the fray
And I know in the end there’s nothing
But scraps that are snatched
Whilst breaking, throes

~Solo~

But this is it
We’re living in it
Down in it