Did you ever realize why there are no stars in the sky? Because they're on the ground. The air is brown, we're trapped in this town. Let me go, I can't breathe. I drag myself through the debris. I never felt more alone than on this starry road.
Ref.: The air is warm but I can't feel gray. The chill of dawn on a funeral day. While heavy dirt falls to my chest, and the hollow phantoms stay.
Imagination in a choke-hold, I've been steamrolled by gold records. Inspectors are watching over me, under lock and key. Chalk me outline. They'd talk of this if I died from a broken heart. They've taken art, turned it to something they think we'll buy.
Ref.: The air is warm but I can't feel gray. The chill of dawn on a funeral day. While heavy dirt falls to my chest, and the hollow phantoms stay.
My blood is theis liquid vitamin. Theis madness festers under theis skin.
Ref.: The air is warm but I can't feel gray. The chill of dawn on a funeral day. While heavy dirt falls to my chest, and the hollow phantoms stay.
I have never felt so alone in my whole life.
Writer(s): Emily Whitehurst, Tsunami Bomb
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