bright eyed

'cause you can liaise with

with any silver tongue you like

it'll never make it right

'cause our bonds are stronger

than any chemical on offer

my grit it fails me once more

we're thirsty and never quenched

and every time i empty this

i'm more bright eyed

less alive

chasing smoke from liquid fire

when my knees buckle

prop me

i'm not long lost

i've been here the whole time

don't congratulate me on my patience

i've barely learnt a thing that hasn't been forced down on me

i'd love to draw the line

but i just can't find a pen

and paper and restraint are two commodities

long since lost to me

we're thirsty and never quenched

and every time i empty this

i'm more bright eyed

less alive

chasing smoke from liquid fire

when my knees buckle

prop me

i'm not long lost

i've been here the whole time

watch me paint my exterior

watch me paint my exterior

this farce is who we are

watch me paint my exterior

it'll never make it right

it'll never make it right

it'll never make it right