Rip these chords
Brainstorm in head
Caught in the words you said
Sinking ships like the walking dead
Oh, they got it all wrong
The truth does lie in sincerity of this sullen song
Words aren’t enough to load this gun
Tear apart and we’ll sink the sun
(Mixed tapes and love in drapes)
(Living is breathing in these torn shakes)
Lay awake in sincerity
Shoot up your melancholy
Golden times and melodies
Fall back from your conformity
Take the storm
Born inside my head
Eloquent in the disguise you read
Out loud when you’re alone in bed.