Attic abasement

Going to sleep

Attic abasement
It's better to die with than for
Waiting to be kept warm
Attempts at success mixed with mixed feelings
Makes you feel better or something

Everyone's ugly and miserable
It just sometimes doesn’t show
What color is the back of your eyelids
You forgot that you know that you always forget
Could’ve easily let me down easy
Just let me leave what I'd like to keep
So fuck you I’m going to sleep

Good morning’s never a good beginning
Sex belongs on graves
How the times right to last forever tonight
Oh, what you won't be to depend on my opinion of you
The things people say when they don’t know what else to do
You’re driven like a matchbox car
And no you're not bad, but you're not good and you’re not better
Brevity will hold me
Wind to blow me
Life to roll me over

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