I was born to bottle and explode. You were made to masquerade; we both converse in code

Now we sit among these unburied bones of every truth we've ever known

I've been down this road before, and there ain't no use guarding the heart that's always breaking- cause it's the heart that loves to beat. There's a hum that the world won't stop making and I can feel it in me. No solution in the soul that's ceased its shaking: just an acceptance of the incomplete. You're a part of the hum that the world won't stop making- ain't no such thing as defeat

Gave your sweet talk all my best thoughts that I felt I'd yet amassed. Weeks later woke up with an actress, found em floating in the trash

I can't be mad: on one hand you're better with the clutter, and on the other I'm just swimming in a cloudy past

I have been down this road before