Deafheaven
Libertine Dissolves
I married into the fly trapI sunk into suburban sandVictimized by restlessnessBlacking out in the lion's mouth.I laughed at the cigarette stain; inhaling black on the blindsAnd cried at the digital bulb blasts on the frames of my memoryI am transparent. Denied, segregate from the obvious.Drunk and despairing--sick."I loved a girl I'll never speak to again. I spoke to a girl I never stopped loving".
From Letras Mania