A Town of Zombies
The whisper of your fingertips coats my skin.
The flavor of your kisses wrap around my lips.
I stare at my hand,
It's so empty,
I'm left feeling bland.
Clouds rain down memories of soft spoken words.
The memories that are fading; make everything worse.
One toe out of line, and everything will crash down.
I just can't wait to leave the past of this town.
The people here are zombies, drooling of insecurities.
Bathing in sins, we are just like a witch.
I drag myself to the window, looking over a place that's unlivable.
The stars shine dull, like my eyes.
Nothing great will ever come with a sunrise.
The flavor of your kisses wrap around my lips.
I stare at my hand,
It's so empty,
I'm left feeling bland.
Clouds rain down memories of soft spoken words.
The memories that are fading; make everything worse.
One toe out of line, and everything will crash down.
I just can't wait to leave the past of this town.
The people here are zombies, drooling of insecurities.
Bathing in sins, we are just like a witch.
I drag myself to the window, looking over a place that's unlivable.
The stars shine dull, like my eyes.
Nothing great will ever come with a sunrise.