Текст песни Matches - Goodsleeper

Got the light scratching on my eyes when lighting matches I
Don't wanna go outside until it's night again I don't
Like the masses, people rashes, ashes in my throat, I choke
On my words, they make me wish I never said I could've spoke
Got the light scratching on my eyes when lighting matches I
Don't wanna go outside until it's night again I don't
Like the masses, people rashes, ashes in my throat, I choke
On my words, they make me wish I never said I could've spoke

Three days, no sleep, No flesh in my cheeks
Subtle livin, rotted meat, Mind molded, never feast
Spine twisted tangled, Oh, these angles can't be good for my
Posture, burnin pages, stolen bible, I just wanna stay
In my room alone and play with fire
Cut my wrist and lie alone in silence
With this piece of mind that's violence, ain't the brightest
Self destructive Nihilist, Losin touch, can't find it
Always losin lighters, but it's fine because I like it when I

Got the light scratching on my eyes when lighting matches I
Don't wanna go outside until it's night again I don't
Like the masses, people rashes, ashes in my throat, I choke
On my words, they make me wish I never said I could've spoke
Got the light scratching on my eyes when lighting matches I
Don't wanna go outside until it's night again I don't
Like the masses, people rashes, ashes in my throat, I choke
On my words, they make me wish I never said I could've spoke