throwing bricks up at your window
and watching as the glass falls down
spending nights outside your old home
i'll be waiting till you're back in town

so would this all be just for nothing?
i guess
i'm just sick of sleepless nights
without you by my side

and i feel powerless
i'm bluffing
again
i could just go inside
but i'll wait for you all night

bite my tongue until it bleeds
hold my breath throughout the week
no more sun but i can't sleep
bite my tongue until it bleeds

throwing bricks up at your window
and watching as the glass falls down

so would this all be just for nothing?
i guess
i'm just sick of sleepless nights
without you by my side

and i feel powerless
i'm bluffing
again
i could just go inside
but i'll wait for you all night

bricks

my bones feel so heavy
the weights overwhelming
i try but i’m buried
i’ll cry till i can’t breathe 

hide in my bedsheets
and wait until next week
you just won’t tell me what’s wrong
and i can’t read your face

what am i to say?
you’re staring straight through me
what is there to save?

i’ve been thinking on
how i’m regressing
this weather just wrecks me
lying through my teeth
i’m fine but i just need
some time and more money
to make you feel something

i’ve been so dark green
i feel like i’m rotting away

what am i to say?
you’re staring straight through me
what is there to save?

dark green

dark green (flipped)

bricks (cute)

strip me of my wings
i like the way it stings
and all the pretty things
you say to me

tear me limb from limb
and occupy my skin
search for what’s within
you say to me
you said that

what’s it like to fly?
you’re oh so high above
everything in sight
I’ll hide away

you see through my disguise
a picture made of portraits
the sun has yet to rise
i’ll lie awake
i’ll lie and wait

time away from you
has slowly made me sick
i don’t know how to breathe
without your oxygen

wide awake at night
i’m circling the drain
pick you flowers from
our garden in my head

i don’t know why
i still feel so far away
i’m just holding on to 
something i can’t reach

falling faster than before
but what comes next
i can feel the august sun
is it just pretend?

pretend

stomp your local litterbug
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moss boy

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