57yh

our heads are puzzles in line

and the nights are eating you alive
somehow you've found a way to wake up
to be whole again

you're such a precious animal
i need to find your city
'cause mine it's falling down, so down
 

the seven oceans have left me

i need to drop all my blood behind

they don't see the sunshine anymore 

the morning show us another kind of ghosts
for all the skin i've never seen
and all the houses i've never been in

for god's sake, can you see?
life has been hurting for eight years straight

so tell me, when are you going to throw me again?

is over me
i'm so wrong

the sea is all i see