​It hurts, she hides, pain that never fades behind torn eyes,
Forever seeking the one who made her this way,
All signs point back to the road we’ve already walked once before
So she turns to someone she feels she’s always known,
A window sill sitting still by the rocking chair, rocking without the beat that beat it down to the fiber barely representing it’s true history
We’ve all been someone else once before,
And before I was you, somehow I was trying to find a way to abide to the end of a harmful life, needles stuck waiting at bay
And though that life has sunk, the truth lies further below the words you swear you’ll hear me tell the devil
And hidden behind the windows curtain,
Barely screaming but way past breathing
She knows why I came here
This house is on fire tonight,
Burning with ashes of your past falling to the sea,
The glass shatters and slices the frames they once held so tightly
We died, calling out the shells of our former hells,
And now January,
Won’t you let me slip into the sea?
Won’t you see me see fit to be one among all of the beasts?
If you can’t hold on to the moon, what’s the point of coming back?
We’ve all been somewhere else before,
Once we ran and fell through the floor
You never knew just how much it meant to me, when you’d say you’d be better off dead
I see your coffers closing now,
How many men did you let in to your little treasure chest?
Now my dearest January, you shall end like the rest of them, but don’t be scared because when we get to April, all of your efforts will have made the sun even sicker
This can’t be the end of you and I,
This can’t be the end of everything we built upon this shaky ground
But with the shade at your side
The faults are all yours