twenty-sevens

I will never be here the same again I can't feel the passing amber Like a halo overglow I can't feel the street lights reaching Like a neon undertow The moon is never full As much as i want to be As much as i want to be so Circle the flaws Cut where they overlap I will never feel the same again I still think about those 27's And watching the smoke slow Look at us dissipating Yeah, that was so long ago No self control Inherited violence exposed Another blacked out episode An open circuit fever A blown fuse society Made you nonbelievers A blank slate anxiety Voices turn to slurs Hey, do you wanna come over? The laws of purity blur A holy silencer