I hope this ruins everything.
I forced it all creating withdrawn scenes.
We're situating a place to return to when you leave.
There is no phrase to save a second loss.
We've been too far to say we've had enough.
Distracting ourselves without meaning.
Attaching ourselves to a reason to breathe.
Believe in me.
Deliver us from anything,
As our faith becomes a promise we can't keep.
A submission to blind a frustration, design a mistake, and sign off where we gave it away.
We're far from anywhere and praying for a place to call home.
This was the last you'd ever hear of me.
It's getting colder where we came from.
We're getting closer on our own.
Make plans to almost make it home
Come Back to Simpler Times
I hope this ruins everything.
I forced it all creating withdrawn scenes.
We're situating a place to return to when you leave.
There is no phrase to save a second loss.
We've been too far to say we've had enough.
Distracting ourselves without meaning.
Attaching ourselves to a reason to breathe.
Believe in me.
Deliver us from anything,
As our faith becomes a promise we can't keep.
A submission to blind a frustration, design a mistake, and sign off where we gave it away.
We're far from anywhere and praying for a place to call home.
This was the last you'd ever hear of me.
It's getting colder where we came from.
We're getting closer on our own.
Make plans to almost make it home