Branches/Bones

Still can make out pieces with the opening sewed shut

Yeah, parts of me are slowing down, time is speeding up

Spiders crawling everywhere, infected Japanese

You can tell all your friends you're just a tourist, but you can't understand what they have planned until you try to leave

Feels like I've been here before

Yeah, I don't know anymore

And I don't care anymore

Feels like I've been here befo-

Cold and black and infinite, with nothing left to lose

If you try to keep the flies away, the makeup hides the bruise

Her branches are the bones that break, become a perfect line

And no he won't just be a man who's sometimes, he won't just be a man who's sometimes...

Feels like I've been here before

Yeah, I don't know anymore

And I don't care anymore

I think I recognise

Yes, I have been here before

Yeah, I don't care anymore

Don't give a fuck anymore

Yeah, I don't care...