dull care day i pretend leave behind as my eyes fade sucking lips and finding sick behind the sane of your life old friends take a walk and die what i wish always comes true will a hidden ennui blue squeeze the skin and with a thousand shots across the light i can wait your black eyes throw and i will stare into them now wait till my skull kiss the sea and someone 14 just like me stares into the sun and quickly jerks back to the care his eyes are only liquid flesh and they burn if they are wide
['quebec indie']