From the Darkness comes the truth
we all do it, say things we shouldnt say but mean anyway.
just be happy that the things i shouldnt say are beautiful
but they still shake the earth
we are bouquets ripping the seems
tangled roots tearing at each others feet
hoping the other might close the gap soon
but these words dont shorten the distance
you are still an ocean away
and im still ashamed of what i said
only cuz you seemed to be too
the static is deceiving
i picture you in my dreams
telling me you are in love with me too
in the morning
its hard to tell the difference.