List of Vices

Take notice of her
With hazel-colored eyes, you'd tell her your version
Of what brought you to burdens and habits of burn holes,
Your goals in a graveyard

It's heaven on Earth
Impressions on careless and apathetic
Watch us age in reverse
No facing of fears without an anesthetic

Emotions dried up
Dotage in things you just learned to love
Too young to wise-up
With too many signals in our blood

In a letter to me
Scribbled by my 17-year-old self
You know that it doesn't mean
That it makes you much cooler to act like you're too far to be helped
(I'm not growing up too slowly)

You made a reservation for the 15 of us
Not many spots to go then, but everyone we trusted
How is there isolation? There's people wall-to-wall
Same songs, heavy rotation
We're nervous by default

Quick stories, borrow someone else's needs
Inventories of the receipts you keep

These memories will plant a deadly seed
We swore these wouldn't be the reasons we bleed

Anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Kendall Gray
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