dawn for days

so fill your cup

one last sip it too much



moving on

the numb is gone

scratch the lens with my cuts



the ghost of us, is killing us

the ghost of us, is killing us

the ghost of us



sleep with me

turn down the lights

press you head to my side, in the side



and as we go

so goes us

just enough to get by



the ghost of us, is killing us

the ghost of us, is killing us

the ghost of us



empty noon

fall in love

one last sip from your cup, is too much