Don't you worry about me I'm fine
just chasing your hollow lulls-
it's hard to speak, makes me weak
oh, what a sick cliche
come to think of it now
you said you wouldn't have her any other way
i see a girl, she's frightened
waiting by the hydrant for a sign
of anything,anything, that'll make her feel alive
Don't you worry about me I'm fine
I'm just still chasing your hollow lullabies
Sweet symphony runs through my threaded veins
split a seam, make me weep I'll just be filled with
twine and broken dreams
your goose-down bed has turn to stone
she shrieks with pain when she should moan
a single tear cascades the porcelain face
"nothing more than an embrace"
she thinks as you move towards her
shaken, feared, she wanted you to hold her
just one moment for it all to be right,
nothing in sight, no love in sight
Don't you worry about me I'm fine
Just keep chasing your hollow lullabies
Sweet symphony runs through my threaded veins
split a seam, make me weep I'll just be filled with
twine and broken dreams
fingers caress, slide down spaghetti straps,
you watch her face change as you tug on her dress,
calloused tips make their way down
buttons one and two, teach her something new
about love and loss.
she hears the zip and the pounding of her heart
and a cool new breeze
time begins to freeze...
"let me out don't want to be here
i'm only caged by what i've learned to fear
passing glances and drinks
leads me to think
that this is only temporary
only temporary..." (all said in a whisper)
It's so obvious I'm not fine,
Hey just caught up with your stupid hollow lullabies
Down by the hydrant I carved out a phrase
telling the world, that this love, according to you
nothing more than an embrace.
Mmmmm I love 2 a.m. lyrics.
"So this is the outcome of taking the hint" or well... Hollow Lullabies
took 15 minutes to write, obviously.
And was at 2 a.m.
GOODNIGHT!!!
xoxo.
Death Of Beauty
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