a kiss for every hornet Video (MV)

Throw my calendar into the fire
Burning every page // these days stay the same
Scorched finger tips sculpt and scrape this futures broken face
Clawing at the remnants // nurturing the fake
Maybe there's a specter in my veins
That cries out from time to time
Quiet reminders that echo loud
Through my spine and stomach
That this was for nothing
Where at least I tried won't resonate
Or yield any positive change
Was I always this lost of a cause?
I feel so miserable down inside

Spaced out in that rot stricken room the embers whisper dreams of sleep make way we'll shine then burn.