WORD AS A VIRUS - EMPTY OCEANS lyrics

rate me

It's pulling apart at the seams

The openness of the sky

The nakedness of the trees

It is the reality I can not face with eyes open

Drenched in this chemical

A process that has become my burning left arm

I see the crosses

They comfort me

I see the crosses

When syringes tease me and leave their mark

Trails that I didn't want

But somehow I am stuck with them