It's a new list of lonely
mourning you
Destitute.
Still can't get up.
Stuck in the ceiling.
I feel so fucked
At least I'm feeling.
What I would do
To feel your touch
I wish you knew.
The depth of what it was.
The only thing I've ever loved
Is left to gather dust
I wish you knew.
I keep you in my blood
I keep you in my blood
It's a new slight of spirit
When I speak to you
Do you hear it?
Still can't get up.
Stuck in the ceiling.
I feel so fucked
At least I'm feeling.
What I would do
To feel your touch
I wish you knew.
The depth of what it was
The only thing I've ever loved
Is left to gather dust
I wish you knew.
I keep you in my blood
I keep you in my blood
I keep you in my blood
I keep you in my blood