lavender bones
stand atlantic
sick of having empty habits
leading to the selfish havoc
i'm lonely in my own bones
you're unweaving where you stand
stitch me into all your plans
temporary fleeting thrills
keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
tie me up and come undone
i know i'm out of my depth
stop picking fights with it
you're not alright with it
but i can only confess to having doubts with it
spending time with or without you
cutting corners just to get
you out of my got damn mind
keep your words up where they're brewing
i want something worth pursuing
still letting you curl my spine
temporary fleeting thrills
keep me bruised and make me ill
tell me how to hurt for fun
tie me up and come undone
i know i'm out of my depth
stop picking fights with it
you're not alright with it
but i can only confess to having doubts with it
what have i done? chewing on my words
i rinse myself in the dirt
sold all my time to a plastic ecstasy
i know i'm out of my depth
stop picking fights with it
you're not alright with it
but i can only confess to having doubts with it