Texty: Kill Hannah. Other. Beauty In Sinking Ships.

Sometimes army planes go thru the sky
and it's all in the past
so don't you forget about the fact
that you have to keep breathing
when your logic fails and you find it cold
sometimes you want to sink inside
and you face the machine
thousands of flowers all around the machinery
and there's too many and you can't see straight

we all move so slow, always to the noise

i wanna try, i wanna try to stay alive
and they toss in waves in a sinking ship
still remember the beauty in the tragedy
and the wind just dies and sun is hot
my arms around my fear and i won't try to stay
your eyes are machines

we all move so slow, hear my voice trail off