Paroles:
End Of The Rope Shades Of Loss

streaming strips of bright [of bright] floor thinning pace walk deafened numb chalk walk aesthetic blur,grips firm, poisons rubbed out back and forth scratch it off-kill the pain loss

you-you are always there for me never stop trying to hold the sky- no matter what the day might bring and now i watch you die all over again my shade

A thousand thoughts now cross through my mind and clear the weds left in hindsight an endless right with no resolve it haunts the burns and chills that