Текст песни Early Grave - Poppy Tears

You said we could work it out
And my heads been cloudy now

For weeks on end I been left in doubt
My songs are here for when you get down
Just play me back girl recite my sounds
I'm a ghost inside an empty house

These thoughts perpetuate it just don't feel the fucking same
My soul disintegrates I didn't plan an early grave
It's filled with bitter taste it's how the chemicals are made
My mind obliterates the fragments drip upon the page

These thoughts perpetuate it just don't feel the fucking same
My soul disintegrates I didn't plan an early grave
It's filled with bitter taste it's how the chemicals are made
My mind obliterates the fragments drip upon the page

These thoughts perpetuate it just don't feel the fucking same
My soul disintegrates I didn't plan an early grave
It's filled with bitter taste it's how the chemicals are made
My mind obliterates the fragments drip upon the page

These thoughts perpetuate it just don't feel the fucking same
My soul disintegrates I didn't plan an early grave