murder bed from (demos) by bad crum

my eyes are lost
ran out of all the stars
i have outside of my window
ill drive till i run out of smokes
i have to leave you with the death
of my contagious murder bed
i have alot of lies in store
you had enough to get adored
a lie came out of every word
that i meant, you know i havent heard
of all the ways you can detach
the claws i had inside your back

breaking out of it
now i can have the time
to sleep inside my murdered bed
its all i had to keep a ghost away
but now they're my best friend
i have a lie to give to you
now im gonna chase after heaven
all i know is its not there
(because i know where we went wrong
and ill do what i should have done)
contain the hell inside my heart
dont lie. im back right where it starts.

• Experimental
• lo-fi
• Portland