The Conversation

Tonight is a perfect disaster of a ratio
 of two days in your mouth is just perfectly
 shaped to say the wrong things to me this
 bed is a perfect example that relations are to blame
 I feel certain this ones on my own conversation
 is to blame you found the way to circle and cover the sky moderations to blame
 I feel the course is black and the compass is worn
 i feel the conversation gone away I feel certain
 that once was enough ill keep it right here close
 to base im feeling star sick and tired
 of this constellation ill keep it right here
 and far away you found the way dionysus
 burning you feel around what they say you try
 to walk right down to this world dreams under
 cost what they say you try to walk right down
 to this world kissed lovers lost what they say you
 try to walk right down to this world youre sold boxed
 and locked on time lips locked and lined is what
 they say you try to walk right down to this world
 suits under line what they say as and I clearly
 walk right down to this world to talk to you one last time tin covered call is mine with clicks from
 the rusted line sin colored call is mine delivered
 on other side burn down the river feel
 I divorce your kind then
 I just burn down the river feel I divorce your kind feel
 I default on myself feel ive got to divorce some kind feel across myself then
 I finally wake up and
 I finally found your kind then I sit silent for some time then
 I just burn down the river then I sit silent for some time