You - wanna swim with the sharks. And if they tear you apart. Then it is what it is, said you don't' wanna live. Soft You - light a smoke in the bar. Like they know who you are. It was pressed in
Over on your island, counting your clocks. Moments move to months you're living like this too long. Into every evening, people dress up. Celebrating something let's invite everyone Coming last call
Tracing all my fingers. Looking at a bigger plane. Doesn't really matter. Dreaming of your empty frame. . Laying on a shoreline. Staring from a box spring tight. Staring at a street lamp. Some