WASE - Every Goddamned Butterfly

by Since By Man/With Arms Still Empty· from Split CD

Make sense of all the ways. lead to the end. I've lost it now, I can't begin again. I need to see you on my doorstep before i believe this is real. Hopeless movements without communication. As the young grow old, reminded of our fate. We can't be alone. Confuse trust with blindness. Might make you sick. Suffocate in here. Mirrors painted in lunatic colors. I don't trust you now, time to abandon ship. I don't trust you now, run and ask why.