hoping they could treat you better are you running out of patience? kissing up to fortune-tellers have you given up already?
you're uncertain-- flying out of focus
I can hear you talking in your sleep, waiting for your bus even though you know you'll end up walking a mile on your own and you can't seem to break out of talking in your sleep, waiting for a love-- even though you know you'll end up walking a mile on your own, you can't seem to break out of it
lucid dreams and sunken treasure, lost another one; too many
is the figure getting any closer? overheard you saying that you're scared of the silence around you in the back of the gutter of your mind I can already see it