Every Pain In Monochrome

You buried your veil and laid in the mire
Glorified in iodine
All the while, half asleep the whole time
Circulation gets cut off from the knots that you tie
You lose count of the days as it kills you from the inside

The colors run and leave your pain exposed
Every layer monochrome, dull in the shine

You feel the weight but can’t atone
Abandon your pride
As if your body belonged to the sea
All the air escapes from your lungs
There is a fever in your blood
Your pockets full of stones, a porcelain touch
You saw this coming, it felt like home
It felt like all of your walls crumbling

There's a fever in your blood
All of your walls crumbling
All of your walls crumbling
There's a fever in your blood
There's a fever in your blood
There's a fever in your blood
There's a fever in your blood
There's a