Lickgoldensky

How Are You Doing?

Lickgoldensky


Torn from the earth hung tied on myself thin breath 
left necks embrace the dark,air so far from getting lighter I welcome the 
night 
silence brings me peace,embedded in velvet black lest 
these days we will (forget) let it snow,let it snow on your graves 
I never know peace with myself 
there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing 
I know there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing 
Let it snow,Let It Snow