Marisol (Sølv Redux)

​Fix your disease, leave in a cardboard box

Syringe induced dreams, help forget all of us

Pray under him, crucifix with no meaning

Do not resuscitate

Appetites have run cold

Back and forth, the room starts to swing

For when you fall asleep

Lips turn to stone, empty handed and alone

And alone

Appetites have run cold

Back and forth, the room starts to swing

For when you fall asleep

Lips turn to stone, empty handed and alone

Before I have to leave

Tears gravitate and your cold surface speaks

Dying on a payphone

Sleeping rough in the car

For what I've lost here, won't stop falling

As I've been overthinking everything

Falling

Falling