heavy begs

you've narrowed it down to the singular

of course you've won

there's about a thousand lives

flushed down fairmount park

the needle on the thread line stitches

tries to wrap its seams down all our babes

but we're calloused now in silent sounds

since winter came

drying

lying

sleep on heavy begs

reeking of shameful missteps

well i guess you're to blame

now

whining

sighing like sheep on the defeated graze

freaking out on bruised-back hands just wondering

where the hell i came down

who are you fooling? i am not

it was bright as any fool could see

and i knew you weren't living

do any of us love the city?

maybe sometimes but not constantly

you're blonde like the lovers mickel

but blue eyes are deceiving as insects

and i'll be fine but not yet

just need to breathe

breathe

breathe

breathe

breathe

breathe

breathe

breathe

breathe

drying

lying

sleep on heavy begs

reeking of shameful missteps

well i guess you're to blame

now

whining

sighing like sheep on the defeated graze

freaking out on bruised-back hands just wondering

where the hell i came down

came down

came down

meditate on the spaces left rotten

the emptiness refuses

this worn out weight

the one you left unsaid

drying

lying

sleep on heavy begs

reeking of shameful missteps

well i guess you're to blame

now

whining

sighing like sheep on the defeated graze