NUMBER TWELVE LOOKS LIKE YOU


I'll Make My Own Hours Lyrics

I'll Make My Own Hours

Ten Thousand times I could tell you over,
how many times I would rip through the walls and ticking a typing.

I wrote a library of books in that back closet.
Scraping at the walls, with my knees in a magazine.
Roll her out just to slide her back in.
Unraveling rolls into their machinery and click away.

This was where you could embrace misery.
With enough energy you could talk yourself out of anything.
A mind in flight, full of addiction; a circulating masterpiece

This glorious night, as I trip the horizon turns vertical.
I'd burn this place down if I had a match.

My nicotine hands are shaking,
A frantic voice is at the other end of the receiver.
"Won't you even tell me a portion of the problem?!"

I grab a fist full of air and lunge at your face.

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Record Label(s): 2017 Silent Pendulum
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