I think you saw me confronting my fear,
It went up with the bottle and down with the beer.
And I think you oughta stay away from here,
There are ghosts in the walls and they crawl in your head through your ear.

I will bury your problems in me
So sleep soundly
I held your heart in my fingers
Now it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone and you will never admit
That you bid the wind blow the flames out
And buried the coals in the sea
You tricked me

(Source: vilebrain)