Ghosts I Knew
In the wind blew Ghosts I knew To disturb the dust of my comfort Kicked up Stirred I wish you would come pick me up Take me out Fuck me up Steal my records Fuck all my friends They’re all full of shit With a smile on your face Then do it all again This longing To do anything To run Burn it all down Tear it all apart These ghosts live deep inside of me Times and people Things that fucked me in the head Things that fucked me in my bed Equally haunting Leaves me feeling spent and dirty Covered in shame Like mud A gritty muck that sticks to my soul Thick and disconcerting Dancing for rain that never falls Until my boots are worn thin like my patience Just Empty skies Just Empty cries Above Below Hell if I know Just...