(+) Spilled Memories
Engraves a line with a knife
Cut through the middle
Full of fail breathin in section
Memories and alcohols
Dyeing pale blue faces
Slience cried
At the top of its lungs
Ceiling turns in to grey sky of city
Pouring rain from the ceiling
Got me winded
Selling souls to the pleasure of moment
blade of knives from the blames still
Got me winded
Smoke of insecure
Spilled in the sky
I always tried to Cover it again and again
Smoke of regret
Spilled in the air
I always tried to run away again again
Insomnia nicotine
Night time thinking
Back street stink
Discord of the noises
Memories and agonies
Dyeing pale red eyes
Sorrows laughed
At the top of its lung
Smoke of insecure
Spilled in the sky
I always tried to Cover it again and again
Smoke of regret
Spilled in the air
I always tried to run away again again