This feels like
I'm the list that you're brushing off your brand new sleeve
Heartless inclined
To be patient while I work out how to work you
With these average grade hands
Controlled by imperfect wits and thoughts, tied up in knots
With your clothes, legs and the plain white linen
White snakes in the garden hidden
The words fall from my lips
And gather in clouds around your head
Weighing like lead
The message reads like your first school bible
Meaningless, dull verse and quip
Hollowed out tricks
On this night
With the concrete cracking from the steps, they're cold
My face grows old
Tracing adjectives and nouns that I misplaced
With this average sized mind
Filled up with imperfect wits and thoughts, tied up in knots
With existential questions and my vocal rehearsals
I always remember the curse words
The words fall from my lips
And gather in clouds around your head
Weighing like lead
The message reads like your first school bible
Meaningless, dull verse and quip
Hollowed out tricks
The words fall from my lips
And gather in clouds around your head
Weighing like lead
The message reads like your first school bible
Meaningless, dull verse and quip
Hollowed out tricks
