Bluest Star from Dark Matters by MANEKA

I touched the fiber glass
And then I rubbed my eyes.
I saw the cars outside
so I went inside.
I saw Blue Star.
On your star
The sun is basking in my back sweat. My voice lost
In the void.
It's where you stayed.
The bed you made.
I bet it smells
Just like your cellmate.
I was the one who walked away And made it out.
I grew a rocket and some wings And I drew a crowd,
Without you.
(chorus x2)
It's where you stayed.
The bed you made.
I bet it smells
Just like your cellmate.
I hope you found some bitter solace
At least I have
This ol' guitar.
(put it back where you found it man I still take those today)

• Punk
• Rock
• indie rock
• postpunk
• New York