A temple corroded, eviction pending.
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Embrace me, cold nights, gray sky, streetlight.
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Lyrical descension, attention fading.
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Breathless I'm a mess.
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Kissless I'm in distress.
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I'm barely breathing.
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This crowning anguish, locked up nervous reflex.
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I've got to build up from the inside.
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A relapse
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Reflection
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Distorted
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Repression's smiling spitefully,longing for you to sew up my seams.
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I'm barely breathing.
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I've abandoned old identities.
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Skin I couldn't fit into, songs I couldn't write.
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My voice will fade into this starless night.
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Can I get much blinder?
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Can I kick myself much harder?
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Have I accepted this, to torture myself?
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You can't see me; have i invented you?
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I'm barely breathing.
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You're so easy to believe in.
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And it's so depressing that I'm always second guessing,
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That I'm always second guessing,
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That i'm always second guessing myself.
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Yeah...
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The First Eviction Notice
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| Lawrence Arms |