? [CODENAME_AUTO-BRIGHTNESS] - Fire-Toolz

Well, I’m naked and stoned as fuck

I got lost in your sheets but you changed them

Sirens blazing all this time

Black light coddles white darkness

My eyes gray and yours' as shut as the unborn path

I stockpile, I still frame

I was tracing back

The footprints through your door

Into the womb

(Into the womb)

It’s getting less and less

The sharpness of this big fucking orgy

You’re all spiky like golden rays of light through my feet

I can’t hear my convictions over all your bodies

I am too ill to muster the sleep so I trickle out of my worm body

I stockpile, I still frame

You were rushing back

To protect me, from my

Perpetual doom

At night, I think of you

I want to be your lady, maybe

If your game is on, give me a call boo

Gonna give my all to you

I am glitter shitting

I am capable

Of receiving love

In our mutual tomb

They make the bed

Smell of hurt

But I promise I

I want more

They make the bed

Smell of hurt

But I promise I

I want more

They make the bed

Smell of hurt

But I promise I

I want more