No one made it out alive...except for everyone who got away...

we havent posted anything in forever
these are 3 parts of a song we thought up.




There’s nothing left to talk about
When you’ve talked me out of ideas to make you turn around
[And we’re so far past reasoning, so far past reasonable]
So dig down and hollow out your chest so you can bury all your doubt
[We never know what you never show]

Honey you feel so good when I’m getting under your skin
Sew yourself shut with the string of lies that led me to you
Cause in the end you’re running circles around yourself
And talking circles around me

[You’re arrested by your own chest]
The crimes you’ve committed deprive you of your coveted escape
There’s no going back when you can’t move forward
Are you ok with being in the same place everyday?