Crawling in my skin
this feeling I can't part
I rise against the common knowledge
the vigil in our warmth

came by, it swept right through me
despondent with all my heart 
it's all nonsence, I try to put it in words
but it fails


//
Day in, day out
we give it everything
we run a tight ship on our poor old hearts

no way in, no way out
we walk a tightrope, just hope we wont fall
//

impair me, mame me
hate me, just take me
(take me home again)



No reason without doubt
a push to a final leg
days in comatose
just waiting for a change

I keep stalling
I seem to never behave
We keep falling
until we find ourself estranged

Tight Ships (FAWM 2023)

Kemböle(FAWM)