Quidditch

There's water in the ocean As far as I can tell That's the best place for it I'm living in hell Limp-wristed Switchblade missed it A fire at the sawmill As far as I can tell That's the best thing for it I'm dying "oh well" Grey flagstone Broken cellphone There's oil on the pavement Leeches in the sand She tries to run he grabs her hand The world is a cycle Shaking in your shoulder Everyone can tell Knocked the wine glass over And over it fell So suddenly so useless You're dying on the inside Nobody can tell It's a living torture But you wear it so well Just wait it out 'til sunrise There's water in the ocean As far as i can tell That's the best place for it I'm living in hell Knife twisted 'Til she kissed him Leeches on the pavement Oil in the sand She cries "the sun is never our friend... It's only satiated as it sets" It's filling up my eyes Ripped it off the sides And hold me 'til I've died But then it fills my eyes again It's writhing before you