bury

from by seventeen years

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blades
laid on porcelain
lay by the sill
get off of your knees
get off of your knees

gold
lined with ruby thread
all across your face
all over the bed
all over the bed

there's too much to count on, this compounding impression
of what i'm becoming, im stuck but always running
all backwards, oh backwards, have i been running backwards?
there's no hope, or am i just a pessimist?
i love you, but hurry up and kill me quick

or do i need to quit,
like i do best?
shut off all the lights
shut off all the lights

i dont want to be there
and i dont want to be to blame
and i dont want to be here
when everything feels just the same
forever caught in a rut
forever caught in a rut
another jack of all trades
but a master of none
another kid in the back
another reason to cry
another problem of mine
like the salt in my eyes
and your voice when it cracks
and my breath when it hurts
and the cutting of slack
when i know that i should

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from 2004, released January 19, 2017

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