Electric Fan Death

Everything you show me dies You're pulling brambles from my sides Holding in those coloured aches

Books on building burn my eyes And I don't want to give a try They try to escape into my life

Stick around get out of town You might figure out the reasons Why you lost hope, can't hope Take me

I got a screw thread Running through me And when you turn it I can see that it bleeds I got

You don't care for what we're not Painted lives on shattered rocks And you can't see for what is

Ive been lucking out it seems Walking out from ever scenes Ive been holding in my dreams From all my

Pen Bleeds out When Shadows die Pen My aches shout Where shadows always die

Youre closing walls, walls, They put a lab-coat Stuck in my eye From the time when all the