Lemon Grove - Tera Melos, Rob Crow

As it decays

It drops in the street falling memories

They build a nest in your heart

Screaming in the walls it’s come to get you and

You know it’s come to get you and then you have no idea

It takes a toll intimate terrible fear of them all

Balsam grows on the side

So sick of the motion to heal another pull off that

Sew the head back on there

Another flaccid emotional appeal

What do you think of that

While they shovel the dirt over your head so dear so dear

Time waits in the dark room, time sleeps

And you feel like an asshole already down already broken

Little martyrs so short on time

Keyhole mothers and Valentine cards

Sink your navy in a pitch black moment so unkind tonight

Check sunlight only scrapes past your eyes

Check no one waits anymore for you to move

Splitting headache at the thought of the line

Crack your skull on how they gave you the time