sorry i couldn't be better
sorry my voice is spent
sorry i misplaced your love
don't know where any of my shit went

something erased the days
bathed them in the night
left here this dark object
with familiar outline and height

you gave me the flame in your chest
i gave you a void i can't repossess
i made you a trade i can't annul
it's blood welded, you paid in full

i'm no angel
i'm infection in disguise
i see you know it in your eyes
in my dreams where you haunt me

i don't recall their names
i was just passing through
but they stole the rest of what i had
and their beauty just paled to you

i know i deserve this dark
missing hissing light from your eyes
i lost the only thing that i loved
any else's a consolation prize

you gave me the flame in your chest
i gave you a void i can't repossess
i made you a trade i can't annul
it's blood welded, you paid in full

i'm no angel
i'm infection in disguise
i see you know it in your eyes
it's written in the skies
you gave your love to my
beauty turned inverse
to in the end receive
nothing in return
should've known better
should've known better
than to trust my cripple heart

it's the art of losing
you
and everything else i ever had

No Angel

everywhere i go
bad thing follows me
seeking to collect
on its reckoning

to veil it's face
and disappear again 
to subsist on nothing
returned to its den

to degrade the souls
out on these flatlands
halfway from here to
portable ruin

to run out my clock
with exotic technology
leave a quicksand of a shadow
of a century 

it's only desert for you now
it's only desert in your home town
it's only desert from here on out
I'll walk the sands as it runs out

turning back the sands
bondage readorned
underneath the lash of
collosus reformed

he desolates our home
with exotic technology 
leaves a quicksand of a shadow
of a century 

it's only desert for you now
it's only desert in your home town
it's only desert from here on out
I'll walk the sands as they run out

it's only desert for you



Exotic Technology

she once had eyes
for only me
when i met her
down by the sea

in ancient chill
we were young
under judgement
of the sun

her skin was blanched
her hair flowed free
every cell she had
cried for me

she gave complete
i gave her half
she gave me her heart 
and i just laughed

and laughed and laughed

mastered the art
of theme life

the men that i am
that i built out
of spare car parts
when flesh ran out

refurbd by blade
and old razors 
valley carved
by lost glacier

watch bullet now
self discharge
pierce trachea
of choking stars

comedy moon
daybreaks in half
apollo vanished
now i just laugh

and laughed and laughed

master the art
of theme life

Already Tried

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