Peck Lyrics

You'll shoot your arrows through me

If I promise to bleed out slowly

If I bury the hatchet in my skull

Hey

Little night owl

I'll peck my own damn eyes out

And drink

Until I black out

Can't get nervous about these nervous breakdowns

Maybe home is where the hurt is

In the blank space between verses

Echoes from a disconnected call

World War Us, I'm in the trenches

Limbs blown off and no defenses

Underneath your trip wires I crawl

Maybe all of our feelings are creepy

And we sell them to others so cheaply

The best poetry's written on the bathroom wall

Hey

Little night owl

I'll peck my own damn eyes out

And drink

Until I black out

Can't get nervous about these nervous breakdowns

Take the trash out, overflowing

Broken glass and weeds are growing

Throw me in the heap where I belong

Sunny day, ain't that ironic?

Back inside to smoke the chronic

The Dark Night of the Soul is always long