It’s dark It’s been awfully quiet, are you done deciding? What you Should think I couldn’t hide it I let out the monster inside Of me Letters and numbers Are taking my vision, and I Can’t see Don’t look at the colours When they find each other They start to bleed Fighting each other Right after the weekend And you Should leave, cause It’s a disaster I’d never invest any of My time I could find Better things In my life Look death In the face When my thoughts Complicate In my mind
I could drive down I could bike down To get to you