Attic Dust
Pressing hard, cut yourself shaving
Glide across the skin
refusing to admit defeat
In your upbeat deceit, you make me ill and still
you don't realize I can read you
I can clearly read you
Pressing hard, cut yourself shaving
Sweep across the skin
refusing to admit a thing
Among the chains of rusted swings
attic dust and static screens
you still don't know
I can clearly see you
In your upbeat deceit
your voice a baby bird begging
a baby bird begging
You make me ill
I see you, I see you
Pressing hard, cut myself shaving
Glide across the skin
refusing to admit
I see you, I see you
I see
In your upbeat deceit
a baby bird begging
you make me ill and still
you don't realize I can see you
I can clearly see you
I see you, I see you
I see
Fetal Wet
In my head these intentions
these indentations won’t let me sleep
I lie in bed, fetal bend
I lie in bed, fetal wet
Illusions petrify, logic useless as you fight the spiral
with feelings caught in your throat, lights bright through tears
It’s hard to think and breathing only sounds like advice too harsh
A short gasp so soft above water,
water so dark they’ll never find you
It’s hard to see through water
It’s hard to speak through drowning in the water so dark
and drowning only sounds like lungs full of advice much too harsh
In my head these intentions
these indentations won’t let me sleep
I lie in bed, fetal wet
I lie in bed, fetal wet
And take my side effects in stride
saying to myself I’ll feel fine at nine
So I take my side effects in stride
saying to myself I’ll feel fine at nine
In my head these intentions
these indentations won’t let me sleep
I lie in bed, fetal bend
I lie in wait, fetal wet
So I take my side effects in stride
saying to myself I’ll feel fine
at nine in the afternoon
Frostbite
Sometimes you blink and fall in love
Sometimes you fall in love and fall all alone
Oh, all alone
Oh, all alone
Long ago, dazedly, I laid like death in your arms
and suddenly, amazingly, the harm no longer hurt
as if I died from frostbite
and still to this day I see your hand in mine
I laughed instead of cried when you died
because I suddenly became wholly hollow
Holy pain, caving in
I cried so much for you in life
that when you died I laughed instead of cried
I'll carry your casket like the weight of denial
I'll carry your casket like the weight of denial
I'll carry your casket like the weight of denial
Oh, oh, woeful denial
Wholly hollow
Caving in, blowing up, breaking down
Spinning 'round so fast I laugh instead of cry
Long ago, dazedly, I laid like death in your arms
and suddenly, amazingly, the harm no longer hurt
as if I died from frostbite
and still to this day I'll see your hand in mine
I'll carry your casket like the weight of denial
I'll carry your casket like the weight of denial
And still to this day I see your hand in mine
Sometimes you blink and fall in love
Sometimes you fall in love and fall all alone
Oh, all alone
Oh, oh, alone
When long ago, dazedly, I laid like death in your arms
This One Thing
In another world where I don't write
I’d die on this dirty third coast
Giving up the ghost and mourning how I never escaped
You ask how I am
I say I don’t know, I’ve been crying a lot
for both those reasons real
and the ones just in my head
Even in my weakened state of mind
words fall from slurring lips
In fetal position I ramble like
it’s the only thing keeping me alive
In another life
Giving up the holy ghost and hoping
Giving up the holy ghost and hoping
I made it out
I made it out
I made it out
Even in my weakened state of mind
lines fall from finger tips
Curled tight on my side I keep writing like
it’s the only thing keeping me alive
Giving up the holy ghost and hoping
Hoping jesus just give me this
Just give me this one thing
I made it out
I made it out
I made it out
