Harbour Delirium

I hear footsteps falling in the hallway, glass breaking slowly Drip. Drip. Drip Did I melt across your mind? I can't go back, I can't repeat Those four years are slipping down your eyes Tripping out of time, a deepening dark dye We all caught contrasting plagues, saturated into makeshift marrow dreams Your side of the bed marks a cold rage you fell into But I feel just fine, for I've finally lied Your butterscotch eyes betray your own mind Another primal f*ck session beneath skies of neon stars Dead thieves wrapped in wires, like red leaves catching fire I'd say I lost my miles back on your highway, until I ripped my scars to aggravate my prison A bullet only smiles for funeral songs, fathoming how we sleep inside the very graves we dig Babe, I found you in life's alley and dragged you out You had blood shining on your blue blouse and mascara dripping off your mouth I've never loved you more Now if settling is my crime, I've gotta serve my time You're not the one I was looking for Love, have we come so far? Can't you see we're lost in the woods behind our own house? The watchmen are tripping The feedback is clipping The black waves are dipping This fabric is ripping.