hoping they could treat you better
are you running out of patience?
kissing up to fortune-tellers
have you given up already?
you're uncertain-- flying out of focus
I can hear you talking in your sleep,
waiting for your bus even though you know you'll end up walking a mile on your own
and you can't seem to break out of talking in your sleep,
waiting for a love-- even though you know you'll end up walking a mile on your own, you can't seem to break out of it
lucid dreams and sunken treasure,
lost another one; too many
is the figure getting any closer?
overheard you saying that you're scared of the silence around you
in the back of the gutter of your mind I can already see it