You're the constellation
But I have no telescope
Stars fall like broken glass
That hack my eight knot rope
When you decide to find the time
I'm waiting by the door
With a bullet lodged inside my mind
And this note lying on the floor
I'm scared poor and broken
Under a bridge while the rain touches ground around me
My feet caked with the filth of absolution
My sins lifted but I'm still here
Drag the lake and find my last body
The last remnants of a man that us...
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You're the constellation
But I have no telescope
Stars fall like broken glass
That hack my eight knot rope
When you decide to find the time
I'm waiting by the door
With a bullet lodged inside my mind
And this note lying on the ...
Read more