Winter Pine
Holywatr
4:10I hate a clean mirror Can't tell who I'm looking at I prefer a cracked glass I can trust that reflection My vision is an eclipse Looking through a veil With holes of clarity Keep my love so close, has nowhere to go Hoping my prayers at least getting heard My star splits and then it scars the Earth God, please bury this pain in the dirt I'm hanging by a thread Puffy eyes and bloody lips Sunshine on my skin And I'm grinding on my teeth Manic highs 5150 lows Nobody to trust and every body to hold Keep my love so close, has nowhere to go Hoping my prayers at least getting heard My star splits and then it scars the Earth God, please bury this pain in the dirt Ashes to ashes and dust to dust It feels so good to know it's meaningless Choking on words Too pure Keep my love so close, has nowhere to go Hoping my prayers at least getting heard