jungstötter – in too deep lyrics
good god with a thick stroke of the brush
the evening sky gets a crimson blush
i rolled downhill got some time to k!ll
whistling with the jingle of the leaves
like the chord in a though seam my soul was strung
waiting for a hand that’s sk!lled and young to make it howl
make it come undone
i turn my will away from the city core
trot towards it’s gritty sh0r-
rattling the freight of park benches
mistaken for angels
past the neon cross the neo-lost
ransack their pockets for a light
poems recited into earliness
there is a man in horror banging on his chest
drifting on a floe that’s broken off the rest
and that stroke of paint i was talking about before is
drying up and getting porous
in too deep
i’m in too deep
and i can’t get out no more
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