Heliotropic
Greg Edwards / Ken Andrews
Right now we're sick of everything
Tonight we'll bind up our brains again
With eyes pinned I'll fly around on you're bed
We'll grow close while our hearts disconnect
Morning is limping into the room
Pleading that we blind ourselves again
Rip out that heliortopic rose
Back off please let the lost get lost
I know my faith has meaning
But I've forgotten why
Its so important to me
I can't remember why
Living a phantasm of the nerves
Girlfriends chemicals in your head
Good days eventually oxidize
Put them with thoughts that escape your mind's eye
I know my faith has meaning
But I've forgotten why
Its so important to me
I can't remember why
Seems like I'm fucked forever
Seems like at least right now
But I forgot why
I need to feel these things
