blow your fucking brains out. tune that pale flame out. extinguish the glow forever and in will come the sun. blind fold your eyes, you are loved. trust in her aim, you are loved. now dance to the grave, you are loved. no one will ever know who they are. so blow your fucking brains out. tune that pale flame out. crack the egg wide open and out will pour enough once you stop believing in yourself. silence the voice. raise your antenna towards the sky. put blood in the well if it dries. what is now instead of what is next. our reflections only draws us to our death. tell yourself nothing. let the word come. all eyes off. drift without sight. blow your fucking brains out.
“The whole winter, the temperature was in the low teens. Utterly freezing,” says Every Time I Die’s frontman Keith Buckley regarding the months that ...