Everything that we’re talking about just sucks. Another night stoned at your house and such. It’s like I’m waiting for the winter to end it seems…and you’re so fucking drunk all the time lately. You’re sitting at the table of the emotionally unstable. You smell like booze and I refuse to waste more time on you. And I can only ignore so many late-night texts from that desperate guy you like to call your “ex”. You don’t listen to metal and you hate my tattoos and your new boyfriend’s a fucking drunk like you. Go home (I didn’t really wanna). I know that you know that I know way too much and I found a note in your brand new denim jacket. Your left breast pocket is where you kept it.
Track Name: Native Tongue
One thing I know about myself is I don’t know when to stop. One thing I like about myself is the one thing that I forgot. I wait around until the waiting disappears. We had our own language. We spoke in our native tongue. We had our secret code words. Never let go. I can’t stop now.
Track Name: Sounds Like Heaven
I can’t sleep and I can’t stop staring at my phone. I wish someone would talk to me. I don’t think anyone takes my loneliness as serious as they should. To be fair, I haven’t been this alone in a long time. Suicide is pathetic but sleeping forever sounds like heaven. I’ve lost faith in myself - I am miserable all the time. I care more about other people than myself…I just want that feeling back. I just want to feel complete again. I just want that feeling back.
Track Name: Closure
Rip out my heart. Tear out my eyes. I’ll never love anyone. What a surprise. We’re all letting go now. We’ve all let go. No one can stop this. I didn’t want this. My glorious nosebleed. Our inevitable heartache. We’re all letting go now. There’s nothing to hold.