Cores

my ribs are broken from the time i felt the sound
so it is lonesome seventh circle round and round
it beats a little slower little fainter now
it has no use it has no use it has no use oh

i am a territory to you
i am a territory to you

you do not want to hear a thing I say
she say just sleep on it and tell me if you feel the same
i don't want to be in this limbo anymore
i don't want to be in this limbo anymore


oh it is purgatory with you
oh it is purgatory with you

now like before i'm seeing ways of preservation
an open door to abandon some concentration
it would be soft it would be easy maybe something
it could be cross it could be sleazy shaky hunting

could be eternity with you
could be eternity with you

another nightcap
another day or two