​medicago

[Blissom]
And I lost myself in a made-up scene
I put your hand against my cheek
The melancholy loses touch
And I can't pretend to reminisce
The words mean less than you insist
The medicago stores grow dust

[Leastfavorite!]
Cuz I decay the longer that I sit here
I see graves 'n wooden chairs
And icy pavement rips against my bare foot
Idk if anybody cares
And I think I might drop onto the sidewalk
I hope that I can crack open my head
And you drink cuz it can help you with your small talk
I drink so it can feel like I'm dead

[Blissom]
And i dreamt of a better place
To forget that we'rе here
Get it off your mind
Drift off whilе I speak softly in your ear
With nothing left to reach for
With bruises on my brain
With its last breath, the
Underbrush is calling my name

[Leastfavorite!]
Guess it's unlike me to just finish what I start
I gotta damage and contort it into place
And nothing ever seems to happen anymore
Another memory where I forgot your face
Soon it all will be erased

Cuz I decay the longer that I sit here
I see graves 'n wooden chairs
And icy pavement rips against my bare foot
Idk if anybody cares
And I think I might drop onto the sidewalk
I hope that I can crack open my head
And you drink cuz it can help you with your small talk
I drink so it can feel like I'm dead

[bridge/break]
[muddled ?]

[Blissom]
With nothing left to reach for
With bruises on my brain
With its last breath, the
Underbrush is calling my name