laying hands

i've been trying to breathe out loud, filling lungs inside out, all worn out from going purely straight, the less i feel the more i change, pouring black upon my haste, look up from below, eyes awake, hurricane of dreams, my hands on throats and those guilty teeth, they speak so, speak so sweet, did it need to get me back, somethings crack along the way, sank so hard, it wears me well, choking on my long gone farewell, sounds of sleep that only tease, breaking down inside of me, where destruction leads my every vice, only now does it feel, everything slowly heals, in turn i'll take my own advice, hurricane of dreams, my hands on throats and those guilty teeth, they speak so, speak so sweet, did it need to get me back, somethings crack along the way, sank so hard, it wears me well, choking on my long gone farewell, hurricane of dreams, my hands on throats and those guilty teeth, they speak so, speak so sweet, did it need to get me back, somethings crack along the way, did it need to get me back, somethings crack, somethings crack, did it need to get me back, somethings crack along the way, somethings crack along the way, choking on my long gone farewell