Sinking Ships Auburn
we cant breathe.
its getting colder in the heart of this city.
these are the reasons
we have to leave.
TAKE IT IN.
is desperation so god damn pretty?
if we dont leave everything behind this place is going to bury us alive.
hold this town in your heart
and it will rot you from the inside out.
were all scared by the small town disease,
a black hold leaving us empty on those abandoned streets.
it was colder then.(well f..ck back then)
hold this town in your heart
and it will rot you from the inside out.
this is the town where we just cant seem to ever leave.
these open fields are an easy bed to lay down and in die.
this small town looks like a cemetery skyline.
creeping taller
one shattered dream.
we cant breathe.
everything is falling apart across the county line
and you can feel your heart start breaking.
