Smoke It To The Rope - Versus the Mirror

Can you feel my legs begin to shake

Just as the aether that is

Under these sheets

The space between

This jealous air

And my final attempt to

Sleep until you’re back from tomorrow

Until i end today

This should be me with untitled eyes

The smoke billows from your lips

Wishing for miles underneath this sky

Wishing for a halo will only bleed you dry

Sleep until you’re back from tomorrow

Until i end today

Sleep until you’re back from tomorrow

Stifle my breath again

Don’t you wish that this was your name (here)

And i was dreaming of your hand

I guess i’m a sucker at heart

I’m just a sucker at heart

I guess i’m a sucker at heart

I’m just a sucker at heart

I guess i’m a sucker at heart

I’m just a sucker at heart

I guess i’m a sucker at heart

I’m just a lying fucker at heart