all i want
is all i got
but sometimes it grows old
all i hold is all i trot
cause sometimes things get cold
you don’t know the first of it you don’t know what i know
you don’t grow further it you don’t grow like i grow
all i trust is what i’m told
but liars find a way
all i lost is someone else
that never acted on hate
then you left
and i was fucked
but i’m better off now
then i found
a real love
i guess i got there somehow
quietly leave
dinasours speed
grounded by feet
i weep
and honesty stings
a hole in this
calm and collected i leave
then she came
from the dark
she took my hand
and gave my heart