Locked inside of the same routine
Sky of grey likely to go unseen
Eye to eye hand to waist
No one gets inside your safe
All the wrong keys to the place
I’ve seen a glimpse and I don’t like the after taste

Don’t you say goodnight just yet
The suns about to rise
Drank up every word you said
I liked living the lie
If only for a time

Burning chest, feet are quickening
Two lost souls, one is crumbling
Eye to eye hand to mouth
Tears will fall to end the drought
On a constant walkabout
I'm not sure show much longer I can hold out hold out

Tug of war, circle game, nevermore, bloody shame