Astoria
Astoria I'm warning you
Not ready yet, not for you
Don't wanna to know my darkest lows
My blackest pitch, murder of crows
Feels far from home close to the veil
Goodbye mother's fairy tale
Never after will suffice
When star-crossed lovers take their life
Now here again, a harlequin
Kaleidoscope in spite of when
Top of the world
To lowest worth
From blackest pearl to slower birth
Don't remind me what the price is
When left to my own devices
'Cause I'll find out in all due time
What happens to never say die
I'll say whatever doesn't make me stronger kills me
But is going to be a long year
Till the hospital can find hope in me
Tell me I survive
(Tell me I survive you Astoria)
Tell me I survive
(Tell me I survive you Astoria)
You know everything happens
It happens in freeze
A fever blur through names obscured
(And speech is slurred)
What's another bridge burned
I'm on my own, you came alone
All dressed up in bad news
(I know you can hurt too)
This would be the wrong move
(Maybe we should leave soon)
You can lay with me while you think of him
Drowning sorrows deep in each other's skin
I touch your face while I think of her
I won't raise my lips till the way we were
Bite my neck while you say his name
I will scratch your back to forget her face
I regretted sweet, to a solemn cure
We can raise our lips till the way we were
On a good day I'm the bad news
For the wrong girl with the right wounds
On a good day I'm the bad news
For the wrong girl with the right wounds
Hey ever just say fuck it
Maybe I'll drink its weight away in buckets
Oh hey might as well say fuck it
I want to hurt myself until I love it
I shoulda known you're not alone
When you take somebody home
And the little death
Are a little less even if it's just for a moment
Good day I'm the bad news
For the wrong girl with the right wounds
I'm gonna make my mother so proud of it
Hope doesn't fade in Astoria
I'll say whatever doesn't make me stronger kills me
(But it's gonna) but, it's going to be a long year
Till the hospital can find hope in me
(Astoria)
Astoria (Astoria)
I hope the melody save me Astoria
Let the melody save me Astoria
The quid pro quo's that will compose
From esoteric to common prose
Astoria
Writer/s: Josh Ramsay
