Buried in ashes Head to my toes I got a secret I'm keeping And everyone knows I got a world full of idols And a head full of hair And the thoughts that are in it Just float through the air Leave me...
The dirt in my nails leaves grains in my eyes when I rub them to keep myself from dreaming. The dirt turns to mud, my imprefections become apparent in the dark dirty lines down my cheeks. The cold...
You say you're like a tree or a bus stop With your hands by your side Lets say you're like a field of tulips Cheap gold flowers in the sky If the cavalry comes, is it really no surprise Count the...