mitral valve prolapse(mixing Plastbeat in Logic Pro 9)
there's a room with all the rain somewhere at the core falling from the drain in the center of the floor trap door guardians try and push and brace nothing in the world is gonna fill this place
your hands upon my chest cotton candy trees everything i taste dissolves eventually i want the windows wide but in the morning i get cut the thing that hurts the most is the bruise and not the blood
i try but nothing fills me up. why won't anything fill me up? when you're born with a leak in your heart it stays so dark
the harvest coming in and everything looks fine the color from the skin the water into wine twenty tons of fruit in twenty seven days nothing in the world is gonna fill this place
i try but nothing's ever gonna fill me up. why won't anything fill me up? when you're born with a leak in your heart it stays so dark