Monaca

I said words that won’t come back,

We're missing her and she longs for us.

Sin black tar with signs to leave,

Folded like a map through a blank white screen.

I'm coming home and locking the door

I've seen enough and I'm cutting you off

Sheets so soft against my core,

They tucked me in too tight so, goodnight now

Are you safe when we’re gone,

Your faith in our actions (in our actions)

Are we pushing our luck,

Or forcing our own fates?

I’d rather be bones on the road,

Than skin in my own home

Let’s take it easy tonight,

I’m thinking of drawing the lots

I said words that won’t come back,

We're missing her and she longs for us.

Sin black tar with signs to leave,

Folded like a map through a blank white screen.

I'm coming home and locking the door

I've seen enough and I'm cutting you off

Sheets so soft against my core,

They tucked me in too tight so, goodnight now