Heliotropic - Failure
Right now, we're sick of everything Tonight, we'll bind up our brains again With eyes pinned, I'll fly around on your bed We'll grow close, while our hearts disconnect. Morning, is limping into the room Pleading, that we blind ourselves again Rip out, that heliotropic rose Back off, please let the lost get lost I know my faith has meaning But I've forgotten why It's so important to me I can't remember why Living a phantasm of the nerves Girlfriend's chemicals in your head Good days eventually oxidize Put them with thoughts that escape your mind's eye
Artist: Failure
Title: Heliotropic