The talk of the town never talks to me
I get shot down every time we meet
And we're two lovers lives entwined at sea
Unraveled... untruthfully
I'm laid to waste in the rabbit hole
I wanted to run, but I've lost control
So I can shut my eyes and hold them close
The end of... everything I know
Haircuts and tulips
My view from the grave, 28th of May, the
Date and time, is 5:12
Drugs 3 times a day wash it all away
I don't mind if
I don't see the end. I just need a friend, and reassurance
I don't need advice. Please stop being nice
It was not about escape
Running from the cops, hiding from my fate
I told myself
I'm stuck in this place. Trapped inside this face
Looking on overhead, you'll see
Everything I have, etchings on the Slab with
My name and my time, but
Until that final day, wash it all away
In Yemen