seperate
dying feels too slow
inebriated love
is inebriated enough
lying in the floor
sinking down too far
oh woh
when i need your breath to breathe
you can melt next to my sleeve
recurring nightmares grow
with a disenchanting glow
and my heart feels too alive
for my body to ever thrive
oh woh
i will burn burn burn
with a hold on broken hearts
and neverending starts
below my feet is sand
as it filters through my hand
and it falls in muddy rain
we are back home again
oh woh
i fall
