Bones absolutley aching without a sense of languishing
Overgrown, undertrimmed and underkept faces
Beneath us
You, you don't know
You don't know what you've done
If you choose to wilt away persuade yourself another day
Could I of have seen that wall
Understand it please, what a symptom of disease
Slowly, scum, sinking
Overgrown, swamped and stagnant
I'm going to try and find some way to cease