Manifold my cautery
Sans codifying any part of me
Crease and fold sold reverie
I'm edified their falser meanings
Pour the rye
On the beams outside
To set afire as you're leaving
I couldn't stand this place without you anyways
The past indwelled
Yet expelled defeat
I'm modern failure
I am holocene
The darkest room hides
Darkest thieves
Even birds outside
Students to your breathing
Pour the rye
On the beams outside
To set afire as you're leaving
I couldn't stand this place without you anyways
But the light isn't something I've won
It defies me as tides sink a ship from its moorings
Standing outside in the dark
I'll be anything you want
I will try it all over come morning
Here in the dark I resign
I am not what you thought
I will try it all over come morning
You must believe me
You must believe me
You must believe me
I couldn't stand this place without you anyways