Sleep

I spend a lot of time in room
Thinking about if I’ll reach twenty two
Because I keep trying to be someone new
But I’ll fall back into a sleep pattern that lasts
Until three in the afternoon and begins at two in the morning
Lately that’s made me wonder whether there’s a point in waking up
Cause I’ve come to realise that I’m growing a void inside myself
That’s slowly taking my mental health

I spend a lot of time writing melodies
So that I can get it all out in the open
But I’ll hide behind another metaphor
And polysyllabic lexis that’ll confuse you
So you don’t ask how I am
I’ll just tell you that these’ll sound better while I’m at my worst
Give you a smile and say I’m okay

I spend a lot of time writing about black, blue and blonde
But you all know I’m fond of pink
Ironically enough I prefer the night sky
Yet I’m constantly dreaming of pastel pink
I’m not worthy of those though
So some dreams can just be dreams
And some nightmares can be nightmares

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Smirnoff & Tango Dreams

Maybe this place isn’t where I belong
Cause all my mistakes are becoming vultures
Tearing me piece by piece
And maybe I’m my problem
So I don’t know whether I should stop them
I’m forgetting how to stand at parties
And what to do with my hands?
I guess I’ll use them to write words that’ll destroy
Your trust in me
But I guess I’ll let your words just strangle me
There’s something haunting
About your spilled drinks
That keeps coming up in my dreams

So give me one more pep talk
While the vultures keep score

I’m waking up breathless from this dream
I’m waking up breathless to a nightmare
I’m waking up breathless from this dream
I’m waking up breathless to a nightmare

So I’m trying to find my place in all these familiar faces
I’m feeling eighteen again
But you had red hair back then and didn’t know I exist
You’re twenty-one right now though
And your plump lips and blue eyes
Are keeping me occupied
Just keep drowning me in the violet sea on your head
I’m not sure what’s real and what’s a dream
All I know is vodka sent me here and that’s why I don’t drink it often

I’m happy you’re scaring off the vultures
If only it was like that in reality
So just tell me you love me

I’m waking up breathless from this dream
I’m waking up breathless to a nightmare
I’m waking up breathless from this dream
I’m waking up breathless to a nightmare

I’m walking outside for a cig
But the devil’s hands get me by the throat
And he’s stopping me saying whatever I’m meant to
You know it’s hard when you see yourself in his eyes
You know it’s hard when you have his blood in your veins
So I guess self doubt is the devil in my bloodstream.

Waves

So let me kiss that porcelain neck
While I fret that I’ve let too much out
And there’s curls in your hair that match
The waves in mine
I guess that keeps telling me I’m fine
But I still miss how we used to be
Even if I wasn’t what you were looking for

Take me back to when we’d be high together
And we were just looking for someone to say
“I’m yours forever’

Even if it wasn’t love
It still meant something to me
Cause soft sounds are still loud
And black hair still makes me wanna stare
There’s always that contrast with the pink velvet top
That I complimented while spilling my drink on myself

Take me back to when we’d be high together
And we were just looking for someone to say
“I’m yours forever’

So tell me, that you want him back
Cause that’s how things should be
While I set myself free
Trying not to die inside while I find me
Again.

Lips//Hips

I remember when your laughter
Filled my lungs and just like a sponge I’ll soak up all the love
That’s around me
Now that it’s all gone I’ll just soak up lust
Because it’s the next best thing
While I’m losing all my trust in myself
But it’s okay because it’s only my health that takes the hit

So let’s just say that I miss your spit tingling on my lips
While I keep trying not to tell everyone I miss your hips
So let me tell you I’m not the one you need
And we both know it’s half past three

I’ll keep making bad decisions
Because we both know that’s what I’m good at
I’ve started drinking vodka knowing it’s clear
Unlike the relationship I have with me and rum
And my guitar tone is becoming clean just like my nose
You’ll always be a reason for that

So let’s just say that I miss your spit tingling on my lips
While I keep trying not to tell everyone I miss your hips
So let me tell you I’m not the one you need
And we both know it’s half past three

Moment//Gone

Darling, I remember when we weren’t sabbatical
And if I didn’t know if heartbeats were mathematical
When really you can’t count something that’s so infrequent
So I guess I’ll pretend it didn’t happen
While I pretend I can’t hear my own heart pump my blood
Through propane veins
I can’t help feel like I’m leaving you behind

I’m running into the night
While I let the light bite
I’m running into the night
While I let the light bite
Cause I feel like brown eyes are losing sight

Everything always ends the same with us
We act like it’s all momentous
When really it gets the better of us
I’ll look at pink lips while thinking of her hips
It all still matters even when we’re drunk
Cause we won’t escape the fact that our ship sunk
In a sea of wine and rum

I’m running into the night
While I let the light bite
I’m running into the night
While I let the light bite
Cause I feel like brown eyes are losing sight

I’ll proceed to explain that I’m off my face again
Cause I’m losing all my shame and I’ve gone back to my old self
So I should just put myself back on the shelf
While I meticulously think about how insane and plain I really am

I’m running into the night
While I let the light bite
I’m running into the night
While I let the light bite
Cause I feel like brown eyes are losing sight

Profusion

Lay on my lungs if it pleases you
You know flowing through my waves
The profusion of pink you give me in my veins
Mixed with the profusion of wine in my bloodstream
Is all too much
I know all of this is going to end me
But I can’t help but think a death at twenty is more profound than twenty-seven

I take it your lips are on loan
And your heart’s for keeps
I take it your lips are on loan
And my lungs are paying you back with oxygen

I’m breaking bottles like I’ll break my bones
Searching for feelings that keep me here
Cause I want to feel something different
And I’m starting to feel anaesthetised by your eyes
I get the vibes that alcohol just ruins our minds
And stardust rots our lungs

I take it your lips are on loan
And your heart’s for keeps
I take it your lips are on loan
And my lungs are paying you back with oxygen

I’ll always have a profusion for you though
Cause my heart’s for keeps

Lips

Plump cherry lips
Stop me from thinking about your hips
I wish I’d let you know
That three words need saying to you
But I can only muster a few
I’m still wondering, whether I can be your man
I’m coming up with a plan

I’m losing myself when I’m thinking about you
I know you keep feeling numb
Blue eyes keep making me run
I’m lost without a purpose or direction

I’m wanting your kisses to fill the spot between my lungs
Turn the smoke pink and my skin blue
I wish you were in my bed
Instead you’re running through my head

Plump cherry lips
Stop me from thinking about your hips
I wish I’d let you know
I’m missing you and your coastal eyes
That stop me thinking about your thighs

Porcelain necks stop me from being a mess
While rum taints my blood stream
Maybe you can fix that
Please fix that

How To Breathe In Pink Seas

Her eyes bright, pastel blue
Lay themselves in front of me
I’m lost again,
In an ocean of colours
I didn’t realise I could feel

Teach me, teach me
How to breathe again
Just like you did before

Bright lights, bright lights
They keep blinding me
I just want someone to take me home
Paint me pastel pink
And replace the black and white
Like you did before

And how, how are you?
I keep talking about myself
But I wanna know how you are
I wanna know every damn detail
About you

I keep rowing, rowing this boat out
Thinking I’ll find something
So far from where I am
But I’m left coming back
I guess home is where the heart is
So I should stay stationary

Her bright hair, mermaid pink
Lays itself out in front of me
I’m lost again
In an ocean of colours,
I didn’t realise I could feel

Teach me, teach me
How to breathe again
Just like you did before

Pastel Peaches Match The Velvet On Your Skin & The Taste Of Your Lips

Eyeshadow pallets, they stroke you
The pastel covers your eyes like a blanket
And your lips get pinker than any kiss could ever make you
I’m washing myself up on the shores in your eyes
And like most guys I’m promise I’m not just thinking about your thighs

I’m slowing myself down
Cause peach trees only grow with time
And I think pink hair’s a sign
That I’ll make it to twenty seven
And I hope you’re my heaven

I wanna be the velvet dress that touches your skin
While you’re leaving my emotions paper thin
I hope I make you feel safe again
Because I think of you as more than a friend
I’m sorry I ended up complicating things
But I know what tongue I’ve been searching for

I’m slowing myself down
Cause peach trees only grow with time
And I think pink hair’s a sign
That I’ll make it to twenty seven
And I hope you’re my heaven

I’ve been cultivating cacti
Cause they connect with me
But I want to taste peaches
Because I think that’s what your lips taste like

Dopamine//Serotonin

It’s half past three
I’ve stopped making sounds
I’ve stopped breathing around
All this pointing to me finding a lacklustre kiss
Creating feelings that I’ve missed
You know how much I hate fantasies
When they don’t match the images in my head

Dopamine and serotonin deficiency
Creating a bloody mystery
Dopamine and serotonin deficiency
I’m still loving you miserably

The reflection of perfection in your eyes
Makes me remember that I’m missing me
Th reflection of perfection in your eyes
Makes me remember that I shouldn’t be holding on
But there’s a frizz in my hair
Making my heart want to blow up like a bonfire
While a fizz in my blood wants us to fizzle out

Dopamine and serotonin deficiency
Creating a bloody mystery
Dopamine and serotonin deficiency
I’m still loving you miserably