Flight Patterns - thank god for brollinger
there is no montauk
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the hell in my head is leaking out thru the gaps of my crooked teeth
and i wish that i had some better skin, something to believe in
so what the hell am i supposed to do
when my organs burrow outwards
and fall right into you
do i accept the fact that ill always be fucking empty
a cavity you left me, guess ill sleep it off again
the lions on the beach i dont see them anymore
theyre gone like those summer nights we'd stay up past 4
in the morning just to see the sun rise over our heads
and in that moment i realized that the brightest thing in my life
would always be you
you carved your home in me
an imprint on my tongue
the valleys between my words
is a space you dont deserve
but youll always have