“Mourning the Morning”

The moon’s been bleeding my knees

The sun’s now burning the trees

Shuffling to the shore

I try not to fall anymore

Everything’s sweating, it’s so damn hot

Shivers strangles my spine, reaching for the river

So, I shoot a shooter, that drinks forever

The liquid melancholy makes me lonely

Feeling like the devil’s my only friend, but she’s a phony

And now the night’s mourning the morning

Drowning in tears

Conquered by fears



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