To Samo, From Samo - Johnny Booth

Constant reminder

Presence of eyes and matching step

Presence of eyes and matching step

At my back I feel hallow winds, Lurking

Photo brigade.

Can’t go back, we can’t go back

Strangers peering through

Weaker traits of a ghost

Fallows me everywhere I go.

Rivers are running through me.

I’ll pry these wounds open I’ll pry these wounds

And I’ll pry these wounds

And I’ll pry these wounds.

Widows stood ten feet

Concrete walls shot passed my neck

This can’t be, my battles internal

Honesty has never

Been worth any of your time.

Pale demons, Expression of a last day

This can’t be, my battles internal.

Sockets,

Memories,

an emptiness

And all the transparencies,

These words have failed our kind.

Wisdom, the last conviction

A false faith cycles into oblivion

And these blue nerves will rise up

Uncover portraits.

Cancerous lions den please hang me to

Strangle this life right out of my body.

Terrible lips.

It’s never been harder to wake up every morning

Always behind me, pulling the strings

Open up and bleed for me.

There willfull

Ammunition

We will strike at the hearts of mountains.

They march us into our black hole

They march

Black hole

Presence of eyes and matching step

The revolt of the damned

Save your breath, save your last breath

The revolt of the damned

Save your breath, save your last breath

This selfish mistake

Seizes my guts,

this ache in my chest

Must either break or turn into lead

Must either break or turn into lead

Must either break or turn to lead save yourself before there is nothing left