Holland

Hobos On Parade

You eloped with a bout of slurs. Flew the hedge with a pace. I must convey when i feel good then i pay. Keep quiet about my lane. Lost you through distaste.

Hinterland

Come let's probe these blackened eyes. Come let's smear this spectacle. Come let's slam on the light. This must soon be revised. . Hinterland, i shall descend.

Heavy Crown

I'm never gonna live in that room with you. Weathered from seeing the upside. Choking on my own smile. I float around with my heavy crown. Grease the coil to watch it unwind.