Sadness in the masquerade

Catch the rain as it falls

A tear beneath the tourniquet

Is all I can afford

Mould me to your favourite shape

Cast my needs aside

Strangle all my bitterness

This is what I like

Give me all I need so I can feel

Give me all I need so I can feel

Blankets sewn by deadlines

A patch from every step

Council meeting thoughts align

Where the plates are kept

Theres no fixed abode or bed

Every house the same

Through his mouth of wit I heard him say

“It still bleeds through my tourniquet”

Give me all I need so I can feel

Give me all I need so I can feel

How does it look far feel far suck the fun from all,

Every second hand thought in a city im told to love,

With a pale faced lie,

In a barren life,

The fingers in my throat speak more than than I could ever lie,

Papercuts sleep within my pockets ,

Expired patience all in one,

And it’s all in one,

With the wool to be my fingernails,

As it scrapes every strand that falls over my eyes,

While I’m fighting with a kitchen knife,

The dregs of a glass,

Another question left to ask

To a corporate thief, permanently deaf

I need something yeah I need something to feel

I need something yeah I need something to feel

I need something yeah I need something to feel

I need something yeah I need something to feel

Give me all I need so I can feel

Give me all I need so I can feel

Give me all I need so I can feel

Give me all I need so I can feel

And all the cracks the cracks the cracks the cracks the world between the windswept flags and The cracks the cracks the cracks the cracks the world between the windswept flags and

The cracks the cracks the cracks the cracks the world between the windswept flags and

The cracks the cracks the cracks the cracks the cracks that break my bleeding hands