i'm still waiting for a messenger
a kind of salvation
an anchor of a lover's kiss
i'm open to your piracy

slow rain
hollow windowpane
tricks to blur the pain
3 stages end game

the line leads to dead ends
the rivers in your hands
above this wrecked ship
seagulls try to sing
dusty lullabies for you to sleep
the sheets tear your skin
naked souls need
a burning compassion
to kill the cold atrophy
that hides within

invasion after invasion
i'm lost in this cities sea
to be someone's temptation
to be someone's reflection
i wish you could see

an empty bedroom
new snakes for old gloom

a quiet peacefull moment


take a deep breath
take a deep breath
take a deep breath

only triggers
only traps
skin
heart

at the bottom of hearts
hides a blind snake
with a lust for betraying
to suck from your beloved ones
a tongue armed with scissors
and a list of names to choose
it tricks your secret mirrors
to tells lies and never truths
it's not always this the case
but it seems as an escape
the tables turn
and you lose their trust
they hurt as much
you should never had heard
what the snake wishpered
in your swarm, your body falls
and your eyes tear from tears
your lungs crash
solitude


a map in your head
an empire in your bag

Sonic Youth

i'm not fine
fuck pretending

i'm simplifying myself
cause you're too complicating