LUNCH - Therapy

Swallow everything
That I give to you
The trap door to the roof
Can't be found
So you're my hound
I run you around
I'm so fucked up
In ways I never even knew
But you are my best friend
If it makes it up to you
We go crashing
Through the walls of the unknown
Can I call you up next week
Get excited on the phone
This world's not enough
It won't fill us up
Dismantled childhood
Grows us clean
But we still dream
For selves unseen
I'm so fucked up
In ways I never even knew
But you are my best friend
If it makes it up to you
We go crashing
Through the walls of the unknown
Can I call you up next week
Get excited on the phone
I'll try to wring out my eyes
Fix something cool on your mind
I could be fine by myself
If you were never alive

Written by:
Jackie Milestone

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