Quiet Desert

Fade to black like asterisms
Crawling back to where we fizzled
Searching for the holy water
Quiet Desert pulls me under

I'm tired of second guessing
All of my premonitions
If this is heaven then
Why do I have clouded visions?
I wanna see the future
I wanna get in touch
Is this anxiety
Or am I not enough?

You could be an angel
TV static for a halo
Borrowing your body
Half God half placebo
All seeing eye
Running straight
Through the stereo
You could be an Angel if
You just let it go

Weaker than Cough Syrup
Can't put me to sleep
Or wake me up
Weaker than a Sugar Pill
I could get more high
Off of Advil

I'm tired of being lied to
Like I can't read right through you
I should be prayed to but
I'm the saint of being used
I wanna stop the future
I wanna stay in touch
Is this anxiety
Or am I just too much?

You could be an angel
TV static for a halo
Borrowing your body
Half God half placebo
All seeing eye
Running straight
Through the stereo
You could be an Angel if
You just let it go

We could be something Holy



Credits
Writer(s): Drama Moth
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