False Time

When I see your mind finding it real in false time im guided by the way you guide me the dark attracts the misled but youve led me get your face off my cupcake and it's not your birthday but I will say I like those colors on you it projects your shrine let's match sometime I find it hard to swallow sweet but you've got it wrapped in salty meat and honey my mouths wide open when you speak it must be your magical dentistry I'm ready for eternity if you're willing to commit the crime I'm ready for the bags to open and be real in false time cause when the balls find their machine the game becomes a cliche break the rules with me it's time we make the mark and claim the prize it's real in false time we're real in false time

Tomorrow Without You

Hey Mister
I found your words buried in this book
I found that heart you etched
I sketched it on my arm to see how it would look
If I were to say I love you
Cold hands holding my hand
This isn't how we planned
Is it ever going to be good enough?
maybe I'm just not as tough
Or you're riding in the safe lane
So neither of us is to blame for the crash
It's funny how you laugh
When I'm serious about spending tomorrow without you
Just to do something without you
I'll stamp your silly little etch all over town
I'll be your indescribable clown
I'll let you down
So I can watch you laugh
As we subtly crash
If I were to say I love you

Reds & Greens

The suns setting behind the city's silhouette
Your face lit up with lights from the screen
it's not a secret I feel you're falling into me
A silent landing, I'd say, welcome
You've been falling for quite some time
The exit closer than sentences we piece together
and I can only wish to find our escape
Is it fate?
This way we stumbled upon our loneliness
Finding ourselves making sense
Now you're shaking your head no
Because my footsteps inch towards the backlit moon
Quiet waves will punctuate, and I'll get back to you soon
But the unpaved streets call my name
Assuming I should hop a few blocks more
Erase the smeared markings I scraped on your bathroom floor
Now you're looking around and i'm trying to be strong
If I'm wrong, let my absence fade into our favorite song
and I promise to think of you when that song carries on
Is it fate?
How our scrambled words fit together?
That our mistakes somehow made this slip feel better?
Is it fate that I find you to be the most beautiful
In the morning when the suns just peaking through
and the little hairs on your shoulder glow
I almost loved you, you know