The Old Year

she leaps higher than the scale and then falls like iron like screaming air right down in front of me

i dont know how it came to this i am so scarred up with cigarettes cigarettes and leaps

but i know i'll always stay possessed like some creature to a crucifix if you drive your nails into me

sitting on the floor in a pile trading my arms for some wings unharmed i am god damned been blown from the edge and i can now barely stand oh jillian i can, i can feel you like the wind

the beatings our rotation brings has us betting down on anything but as our shrinking lives collide and ring the sound is beautiful in ???

but never i planned to live like this empty thoughts, a rolling kiss oh i never plan on anything

sitting on the floor with a smile it'll tear it apart, like a dog in the yard you are a godsend been blown from the edge and i can now barely oh jillian i can, i can feel you like the wind

i fear its getting close to the end i can feel it in the warm ailing she said, i dont want to think about that cause i'm married to imaginery friends so come on, come on in