Shard Lyrics

Read the signs

When I push my nails back

Feeling my truth

Anything but smooth

Or maybe stare

Big black holes into the air

Escaping through them

And going where?

There is a shard deep in my eyes

Reflecting me, sharing my spot

He talks a lot and

I like his melancholy

He takes me back to the spinning mind

I thought I'd run from

It was just meds at the time

No cure in sight

I put on the silly old wings

That are ripped in strips

And flare up in flames

Now burning bright

I put on the silly old wings

That are ripped in strips

And flare up in flames

Now burning bright

Sylvia Plath is never far away

And just like me

Not into mediocrity

Manic states or

Fucking crashes to the ground

The need to drown

Myself in sound

There is a shard deep in my throat

Reflecting pain, bleeding me dry

He makes me high

Then sends the devils for me

He takes me back to the spinning mind

I thought I'd run from

It was just meds at the time

No cure in sight

I put on the silly old wings

That are ripped in strips

And flare up in flames

Now burning bright

I put on the silly old wings

That are ripped in strips

And flare up in flames

Now burning bright

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah

He takes me back to the spinning mind

I thought I'd run from

It was just meds at the time

No cure in sight

I put on the silly old wings

That are ripped in strips

And flare up in flames

Now burning bright

I put on the silly old wings

That are ripped in strips

And flare up in flames

Now burning bright