knuckles white dry

Lyrics

deep in the breath of a carrier, coughing up blood is the worst case scenario, no way in hell is this happening, to us i don't care if it kills me, i promise you won't die, swear, it's a sinker of sorts, it's a shitty occasion, we're driving my car from the city, been shaving my knuckles white dry from the walls i've been punching, so where is the ticket, i'll park, you just leg it in, and you haven't cried much or nearly enough, but i'll scream at your chest for as long as i must, til it hears me, do you think it hears me?, call off your dogs, we'll surrender no part of our love to the sun, the skin or the lungs, not today, nor tomorrow, it's no kind of living afraid or unknown let the dead be the dead, let us live and disown all pretending, from here until the car ride home, if i hear another i love you get well from someone we don't know or that i didn't tell, and i swear that i'll show them a vision of hell, it gets tiresome you know, it's always the strangers who poke and they prod, and they drive all that shit deep inside of your blood, if miracles function, then where is our god that's the question i pose, and you haven't changed much or nearly enough, but i scream at your chest for as long as i trust, that it hears me, do you think it hears me?, call off your dogs, we'll surrender no part of our love to the sun, the skin or the lungs, not today, nor tomorrow, it's no kind of living afraid or unknown, let the dead be the dead let us live and disown all pretending, from here until the car ride home, the car ride home, car ride home, the car ride home, the car ride home, the car ride home, the car ride home, the car ride home, the car ride home, the car ride home