Mount Misery

Filter fabric Shadows in the attic I hate it when you roll your eyes at me Tarot readings Feeling our feelings Or drinking till you cry and fall asleep I'm not, I'm not writing you off And I never will Find me, find me at Mount Misery If you'd like to finally burn the kill Brown recluse bite Hey kid, you alright? Your bones are hardly holding what is yours Bodies touching Swear I'm not bluffing It seems my own desire has transformed I don't want anymore I'm not, I'm not writing you off And I never will Find me, find me at Mount Misery If you'd like to finally burn the kill Well I have your nose Your lips and your toes Our likeness isn't all that hard to find Patchwork human Tell me where you've been And I'll learn how to read between the lines Oh, little moments That's where the hope is Playing hike and seek inside the mess And I'll hold on to Everything you want to And spin bittersweet tales of all the rest I'm not, I'm not writing you off And I never will Find me, find me at Mount Misery If you'd like to finally burn the kill