diviner of toothaches what does it mean different words for the same thing slowly i’m spilling falling apart a fool for the iced days not the sunned
i’ve trouble enduring being halved on the tracks or cooked at the substation is this the last cut at the trailhead a cut at the lake look to the night sky a cut on my leg
now that i’m totally sunk in the waves fools for the iced days never learn how when in trouble not to jump in the lake i’m food for the fishes all the same
A melancholic haze that, if you let it in, will grab your ears, hold you tight, and won't relent, not until you've broken. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 28, 2014