recollection of my resurrection

M, 13-44.

this isn't a song, this is me asking for help.

i keep her memory inside these songs.

i can turn your horns into a halo.

love is the cure and i'm sick of experiments.

i'm gonna need a lobotomy to let go of you.

worthless perfection.

i need you, can we talk?

i dont make content, i make this to be content.

you're not here so i'm not okay.

i don't wanna be fixed, i got used to being broken.

until the day i have your heart.

if you stayed then i wouldn't be like this.

the heart i gave was real but you just gave a copy to me.

this ain't talent, this is pain.