Siege of abuse. it never works.
It always hurts,
It's always wrested.
Winged syllables in formation,
Grounded by the weight of your words.
No respite, or reset.
Can't unend or begin.
No sleep. no stillness.
Where nerves were, now nothing.
Found a path that gets to you.
Crossed a voice with no direction.
I've lost the tools.
| 1 | Brainsnares |
| 2 | Grim Collections |
| 3 | Sleeper Wave |
| 4 | Slow Applause |
| 5 | Space Between Mountains |
| 6 | Where Nerves Were |
| 7 | Wound Eraser |
| More Albums | |
| 1 | Until the Light Kills the Film |
| 2 | Eyes That Never Hit the Sky |
| 3 | The Afterburn of Being Born |
| 4 | Gun at the Parade |
| 5 | A Conduit Rather Than a Vault |
| 6 | Life Was Real, Vital, Urgent, Important / Bum Guts |
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