Title Track

Left uninspired by the crust of railroad

Earth that touched the lead to the pages

Of your manuscript

I took my thumb off

The concrete and saved up all my

Strength to hammer pillars for a picket Fence

It wasn't quiet what it seemed

A lack of pleasantries my able body isn't

What it used to be

I must admist

I was charmed by your advances your

Advantage left me helplessly into you

Talking how the group had begun to

Splinter and I could taste your lipstick

On the filter

I tried my best to keep my distance

From your dress but call response overturns

Conviction every time

My memory cannot recall

A wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette

And shaved the hours off

Talking how the group had begun to

Splinter and I could taste your lipstick

On the filter

Lushing with the hallway concregation

My best judgement signed it's resignation

I rushed this

We moved too fast trips into the guest room

I rushed this

We moved too fast trips into the guest room