Sweet is the sight of a room window open by candlelight. Oh, Would you know?. Cold winter on the shore chills the dress she wore. It's on the floor. still it feels so warm today.
Father I've sinned. Over and over and over and over again. Sorry my friends. I'm such a mess. I'm doing the best I can. She says "where ya goin'? where ya been?".
Give them reasons why. Fuck the real reasons. I was crucified. Still the wrong season. . Now you're looking for a signpost. That takes you to home. Now you're looking for a signpost.
You can't try and sink your thoughts into my brain. Contradict, you've always been too lame. Guilt has always found you hiding away. Wallow in your pity.