Cartographer

Spiders licking your skin

Cartographer
Hang the lights
From the ceiling
Like the candles
In the corners of the room
There are ghost here
There are monster in the dark that
Will consume your soul
If you’re not, you’re not carful enough
To know when to stop running from
The bed that you made
Now lie awake and recall
Inhale take it all in
Let the spiders stich the wounds upon your skin
Feed your passion in the dark

When your life resists the spark

And when it all comes back to you
Tell me
Do you know the reason?
You fight for the things
Fight for the things that you do
Truth in time
With these careless lines of faith
Holding you back cause the poison here
Will only serve to bloom
In your soul if your not
You’re not carful enough to know when
To stop hiding from
The choices you made
Now scream their names
And inhale take it all in
Let the spiders stitch the wounds upon your skin
Feed your passion in the dark
In a room in your soul
If you’re not you’re not careful enough to know when
To stop hiding from the choices you made
Now scream their names
And inhale take it all in
Let the spiders stitch the wounds upon your skin
Feed your passion in the dark

When your life resists the spark

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