Bitter from Bitter by Split Silk

Bitter in the ways I can’t see behind your eyes
a better way of living like a star you can’t see

The dust closing in without regret torn into form without reply

I wanna know, I wanna touch, I wanna reach into the back of your skull
I wanna know, I wanna touch, I wanna be bitter again in your head

Just like when we were kids, before we learned to hide our speech, a better way to spend a life

Falling faster than you could say
can’t recall yesterday
All my precepts, wearing thin
can’t read you and all the things you do
I wanna drown

I wanna know, I wanna touch, I wanna reach into the back of your skull
I wanna know, I wanna touch, I wanna be bitter again in your head

• Punk
• emo
• femme punk
• noise rock
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• Atlanta