Thank God For Brollinger lyrics
by Flight Patterns
The hell in my head is leaking out thru the gaps of my crooked teeth
And i wish that i had some better skin, something to believe in
So what the hell am i supposed to do
When my organs burrow outwards
And fall right into you
Do i accept the fact that ill always be f*cking empty
A cavity you left me, guess ill sleep it off again
The lions on the beach i dont see them anymore
Theyre gone like those summer nights we'd stay up past 4
In the morning just to see the sun rise over our heads
And in that moment i realized that the brightest thing in my life
Would always be you
You carved your home in me
An imprint on my tongue
The valleys between my words
Is a space you dont deserve
But youll always have