Darkening holes and well washed girls falling apart at the seams is nothing new to the society of under paid lawyers at their best

with camisado drinks to sip.




wake up the girl, who's suffering from aubergine dreams
hold her close, for the misanthropic king
for she is ripping at the seams
she lost the thing
amongst all the broken memories
everything is just a murmer to her
but only one thing feels real
and it burns her with an intensity
she is slowly losing her sanity
searching for the thing that she loved most, the thing that loved her back
the only thing that beats for her, is no where to be seen
she miss placed the key some where in the darkness
find it quick before hell breaks lose
and there'll be nothing she can do
she'll forever be trapped in the darkening hole, if she can't unlock what's missing
stitch her back up with intricate lies
fill her up with your innocent eyes
for she is in a darkening hole, and losing her light at the end of the tunnel