All Towers Drawn in the Equatorial Room (feat. Wounded Touch)

Suture my fingers together
Let me hold things for longer before they slip through
Let me stop falling in love with lit fuses
And a light already faded away
No more pleading to the morning mist
Burying my head thinking it will help me hear
The secrets of corpses
I will learn to watch things die with an unflinching face
I am sole audience
To the evening music
You could be forgiven
For mistaking the twinkling for dancing
Instead of muscles
Violently purging lifе
I am searching for meaning
In a sky full of hung bodies
For words from mouths
Long without thеir tongues
For words from mouths
Long without their tongues
Long without their tongues

The song of the empty air reminds me
That I'm alone in this life
Built on the wreckage of missed opportunities
Of every time I've ever tried
Of every shattered time I've ever tried
Of every shattered time I've ever tried
Of every shattered time I've ever tried
I am praying to a suffocated flame
I would bash my skull against a brick wall
If you told me happiness might leak out
A star that is granting death wishes
A star that is granting death wishes
A star that is granting death wishes
A star that is granting death wishes
A star that is granting death wishes



Credits
Writer(s): Aki Mccullough, Anthony Montalbano, Justin Soares, Keziah Z. Staska, Ryan Couitt
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