Summer continues to eat me alive. It's only Feburary and it feels like I'm dying. Nothing works. It's not just you. Fuck the sun and everything wrought under it.
Track Name: Stewing; Or The Holes You've Dug For Yourself and How to Stay in Them
You're my best friend and I treat you like shit. I don't know how to listen. This feels like shit. I don't know how to fix this, it's all my fault. I feel like shit. I don't know how to fix this. It's all my fault I feel like shit.
Track Name: Dark Shit
Sit in silence, pray for words. Search for something to say in the floor. Sit in silence, pray for words. Search for something to say in your hands. Pull away, find nothing.
Track Name: Tight-Lipped; Or I Couldn't Possibly Fathom That Someone Nice to Me Could Hurt Someone Else
All these secrets: they don't want to hear about it. I don't want to talk about it. I guess I'll just stay in. I shouldn't have to explain this to anyone.
Track Name: Grey Sea
I'm alright. I just want to lay down at your lap. It's always small talk. I'm laying it all out. A sea of grey. It's just me and my best friend. It's taken everything. It's taking everything.