Godless Girl

A life, a wreck.

Charming is her dress

and the nape of her neck.

My ink's awry in the blink of an eye

It leaves, by the by.

Take off old threads by her tomb of a bed.

Am i right in the head?

And we'll pretend like we're angry young men

lest we should forget.

Angst marrs your eyes

such unclear warning signs

Am I evil? Am I kind?

My heart's cold drone will outlive these faded bones

but i won't always be alone, i won't always feel this

How she now sits oddly with the times.

A life, a wreck.

Charming is her dress

and the nape of her neck.

And we'll pretend like we're angry young men

lest we should forget.

How she now sits oddly with the times.

I was lost, was lost, was lost and so ashamed.

How she now sits oddly with the times.