Boards And Gasoline (The Key)
Maud The Moth
Take a rest from burning Digging up in wounds We never thought were so deep We never fought off but our own bred demons Lost in the endless burrows of our hollowed chests You hurt like a phantom limb You are the only broken key I miss Take a rest from burning, I'm not your gasoline Long gone, but your arms strech over the ocean Hold and strangle more than I would like to admit Take a rest from burning Let's grow something on our ash covered field