Elvis

I went out on a rainy cold night - but no one is there for me

books you can trust like a baby Monster - until you decide to leave

You know they speak when they speak - And when they talk goes creep

Yet so hypnotic and foggy like dramatic deleted scenes

You'll know they leave when they'll leave - But all this darkness insists

You feel so stupid there's no explanation it haunts you so deep

I gotta mother@$£ng breath to catch before I brake you

Gotta let it go, I don't need your sympathy, don't need it no no