Lyrics Autumndropsdead – Taming graves

Pour salt on my tongue
(i'll shrivel up, it won't take very long)
An idle body encapsulated
By the dirt that held on to his lungs
I made a promise; a promise to make it
I'm crossing my fingers in hopes i don't break it
Mentality shrouded the world i created
But it wasn't enough; i can tell that you faking
Greed; shatter my eyelids
As i befriend this comforting silence
Don't act like you're psychic
You're nothing but a sidekick

And if wrath is allowed
Then i'll be speaking out loud
Cause it's not easy to change
The seasons feel all the same
I wish i wasn't so honest
And kept every promise
Then maybe i'll leave this grave one day

When you're filled with such heavy doubt
(come around)
Rely on me, we can talk it out
Decisions built on guilt, or trust?
I'm not resistant to lust
But there has to be another way out

You don't really want me around, i can tell
A bland, dry outer shell; paving paths to myself
And you don't know me that well, so why you want validation?
Bl*w a kiss, leave me sick, then erase it

The mist rolled in right after the rain
So this poor mortal soul cannot use their wings
What a shame, that you don't look at me the same way
Love isn't a lion to tame

So i patch up the past with a somber descend
And dispel how i felt; ending all that i am
And the future would laugh, said i'd, "Do it again"
But i knew that, yet i still cling onto the frame
Looking through pages that i should've tore out
But i'm stuck on the words i had once put down
When the options falter, who am i to call on?
Cause the wounds dig deep,
But you don't know it hurts me, right?

Sorry that i don't love like they do
That i don't think like they do
That i just wanna save you
But i'll break too

And if wrath is allowed
Then i'll be speaking out loud
Cause it's not easy to change
The seasons feel all the same
I wish i wasn't so honest
And kept every promise
Then maybe i'll leave this grave one day

Consolate this impurity i preserved
Was it worth all the weight that made me fall through the earth?
Mannerism; reserved
Near gone, but i'm hoping
Her arms are open
But i'm so cold
Why am i so cold
(break the mold)
I'm so cold

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