DWELLER

planted / my hands in wet sand / territorial spit passed down lies / hand made amends severed ties turned slips we hang from every dog has its day in traffic city stray since ours happened never will we make amends out of clay to stay together climbed on top / collapsed from pressure not safe from weather whether it thunder or rain dweller / found my way to your hell burnt at both ends / kept from your grip now im nothing but burnt out fucked / hustled risked my life to see the sun wasn't worth the trouble i'll search for comfort under the rubble i should have played dead and played my heart out at home dweller / found my way to your hell alone i wish i knew what was worth fighting for then i fought for myself for the first time myself / your hell cover the path in dead petals retraced my steps / daily found nothing for you nothing but sin for me "There she was, as cold and white as the day we first met. Yet glow froze over and trapped our angels until their pale displayed a lack of blood flow. Clarity stolen from the storm once more. At least that's how I saw it. Beauty in clouds poured onto Onset asphalt for me to pick up. That's how I felt when vibrations from truth kicked dirt from below, leaving my comprehension in the dust. It was then that I knew; i felt gray and afraid for you." i still do though colored in with everything i own unclear / the view dragged through dirt / running on fumes I dragged you through dirt while running on fumes