Fix your disease
Leave in a cardboard box
Syringe induced dreams
Help forget all of us
Pray under him
Crucifix with no meaning
Do not resuscitate
Appetites have run cold
Back and forth, the room starts to swing
For when you fall asleep
Lips turn to stone
Empty handed and alone
And alone
Appetites have run cold
Back and forth, the room starts to swing
For when you fall asleep
Lips turn to stone
Empty handed and alone
Before I have to leave
Tears gravitate and your cold surface speaks
Dying on a payphone
Sleeping rough in the car
For what I've lost here
Won't stop falling
As I've been overthinking everything
Falling
Falling
