Beaded from Impossible Virtue by Spirit Waves

you might as well just hate me
my intentions were fucked from the start
a drunken cupid sorely missing
every arrow aimed at your desperate heart
and me i saw you as a light that
might illuminate the darkest dark but
tunnel vision takes over
i don't think that i could ever be the
deeply ingrained subcutaneous artifact
that you are to me

i try to dig it out
i just dig deeper
when will you come to bury me whole?

i can try to dig it out
i just dig myself deeper
a hemorrhage that i once called home
just a hemorrhage that i once called home

and maybe we just got off
on the wrong foot
you know a missed platform
could be a fresh start

our beaded neckties will make sure
that we hang together
and our mutual friends will there
to sing at our funerals
as our hands left the railing
we realized that we never wanted to die, but
at least we still went out
as the perfect partners in crime

• Experimental
• United States