Lost Myself

When Pain From Your Heart

Left Its Trace

In Written Words

Held Like A Seam

I Have No Hand To Heal

I Can't Imagine

Your Emotions

Wrapped Around



Inferior

Hold That Iron

Inferior



My Hand To Heal

Your Wounds Won't Heal

My Longing For Your Warm Embrace

Why Can't It See

Their Thinking To Me

My Sense Of One Is Open

Time To Run

And Drink Like Astiocles

So Sideways



Inferior

Hold That Iron



Late Again

My Breathing Is Leaving After Yours

Stay One Time

Holding Things I Know Your Asking For



You're Always There

Inferior My

Time To Let It Go

My Brother

Hold That Iron

Time To Collide

Your Face Is Strong

Your Eyes Want To Unfold

Inside Of Me



Inferior

Hold That Iron



Late Again

My Breathing Is Leaving After Yours

Stay One Time

Holding Thing I Know You're Asking For

Throw Away

For These Things Can Go No Longer