Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
This bed’s not big enough
For the both of us
So I’ll be the one to leave
We should just be glad
For the time we’ve had
And the little bit of reprieve
If
we
really
were
your
family
Then
why
the
fuck
did
you
leave?
There’s
no
point
crawling
back
here
now
Begging
for a
reprieve
As
the
sun
slowly
rises
What’s
the
point
in
going
to bed?
It’s
not
like
sleep
Gives
me
any
reprieve
From
the
voices
in my
head