Album Cover HeatDeath

HeatDeath

Suave Punk

4

I′m scared

Of my demise

An outlineWith empty eyes

I try

(Isn't it painful?) To keep my lungs from caving in too deep

I find

(Isn′t it lovely?) It gets harder to pin my lips and smile

Our minds

Are lost in space

Arms splayed

In ugly ways

The stars

(Isn't it frightening?) Burn out their lives down to their tiny cores

Why try

(Isn't it useless?) To fight against the ebb and flow?

No eyes, no ears

No nose, no tongue

No body, no mind

No color, sound

No smell, no taste

No touch, no realm of eyes

No eyes, no ears

No nose, no tongue

No body, no mind

No color, sound

No smell, no taste

No touch, no realm of eyes