Songtext von Ballad Of Lon Stokes

I've surrounded myself with bastardized logos They help me get to sleep I've been searching the horizons for the scapes I find dearest And I think it makes me weak Over time, I've realized That the comforts I most prized Will all clean my bones And circle like flies Now I'm feeding myself away from the table And I don't care if we speak I've gotten a bit nervous about paying lip service But I'm sure that you won't weep Over time, I've realized That the comforts I most prized Will all clean my bones And circle like flies