[00:45.46]I wept to see and spilled away
[00:49.95]I'd hoped to grow some love that day
[00:54.63]But then to feel my fingers dead
[00:59.06]I had to grow with just my head
[01:03.61]An ocean hums on moaning
[01:08.24]Waves inside the purple cardboard veins of
[01:13.04]A sad man dripping milk down a drain
[01:44.93]Beneath some concrete piles I meet the green
[01:51.23]Of a smile and he's bubbling inside with a stomach
[02:01.59]Of fire sings deja vu I'll make you beautiful
[02:08.64]And sells whales to girls who skin themselves every morning
[02:26.91]I saw a ribcage filled with garbage underneath a concrete forest
[02:36.22]Asphalt's endless signs with questions that with ghosts inside car engines
[02:44.64]My lovely sin is bubbling while shell crash waves from out a gun
[02:53.00]A little light shut clamp and after all what I should need is just some sleep