Stacked up to my height
Turn and see you cry
Crumpled down to my size
Broken by your fathers vice
Those years you don't remember
I spent crumpling leather
In the seat next to where you drive
Where you gave your best advice
Your favourite song line hurts
I didn't understand it at first
But an empty seat on your ride home
Reminds me how often you are alone
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid
2012 • Narcissist On The Verge Of A Nervous Breakdown
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid
2016 • Don't Piss On Me, I'm Already Dead
2013 • Tomorrow Is Nearly Yesterday And Everyday Is Stupid