Bayonettes And Bedsheets Lyrics

Bayonettes And Bedsheets lyrics

Tracing your words with my fingertips

Terribly awake in these small dark lonely sacred hours

That blinding L.C.D. reminding me constantly

With every minute I stare pass

Trying to remember a home that I don't (not really)

This tape rolls on and the names of these songs escape me

I'll never know why they remind me of you

Everything reminds me of you

Tears only roll with the music

Hands soaked with saline don't do much for this headache

Wish I could find the words to say

As this of letters and fanzines helps pass the time away

Why do I waste this time

As glass in my eyes

Works its way to the

Back of my neck

I'll find solace

Scratching the parchment with this pen