cycles in and out of morphine hazes. finding spaces in between your floorboards. and i watch the dust move. you'll roll me over, i'll roll my eyes back. and i never slept worse than in your bedroom. get up and answer. i roll over. i roll over and drown. all lost in the black market. to wait in the fix aisle, i roll over. i roll over. time was wasted. more time than i have to show tracks i created when i rolled over. when i rolled over and drowned. all lost in the bedroom. always waiting. when you roll over i find the old shirt you loved from 2009. the old skin i've known is paper thin at home (to the bone).


from the spirit of the beehive, released August 21, 2014



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