Bayonettes And Bedsheets lyrics

Tracing your words with my fingertips
Terribly awake in these small dark lonely sacred hours
That blinding L.C.D. reminding me constantly
With every minute I stare pass
Trying to remember a home that I don`t (not really)
This tape rolls on and the names of these songs escape me
I`ll never know why they remind me of you
Everything reminds me of you
Tears only roll with the music
Hands soaked with saline don`t do much for this headache
Wish I could find the words to say
As this of letters and fanzines helps pass the time away
Why do I waste this time
As glass in my eyes
Works its way to the
Back of my neck
I`ll find solace
Scratching the parchment with this pen
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