Tune my weaker eye
spit white
hold the world up all day
she’s blue in the face again
sleep the darkness all away
and drinking kitchen paint to dye the
winter
i hope we’ll never see again
deaf and dumb with the lights on
deaf and dumb with the lights on
married by signs
married by signs
personal holloway
six month linen
it’s safe to say we are alone
suburban suicide
watching night come amber
it’s all so temporary
move a little way
move a little way now
move a little way
move a little way now
bleed life
breath life
could be a better plan
paracetamol
could be a better plan
could be a better plan