ZKKRYMRNO - Won't You Shake a Poor Sinner's Hand? Lyrics

If I ache loud enough
Will the air reverberate
In ways that allow repairs to be made?
Or do I have to bring blades
And string every time my seams rip out and dissipate?
I think I forgot my name, so where can I put the blame?

Seconds spent between life and death
And all I did was clean the mess
Made by a hateful reflection with Hopes to burn the bridge of consciousness

Dopamine in shapes of beings
That never seem to be concrete
Falling in and out of
Any form of love
That I can get my filthy hands on
Just so I can show
I've held a semblance of control But gold doesn't shine bright enough
To light the cracks between the mold
Lovers into ghosts
That haunt the broken home
Built behind my eyes that never Seem to get quite used to the cold

Loose hairs, clogging up my drain Wrecking the fragile frame of a Place that never seems
To keep the same shape
I know loving me is hard,
So I'll never ask again
I don't know which is worse worse
To call you stranger or a friend

Dopamine in shapes of beings
That never seem to be concrete
Falling in and out of
Any form of love
That I can get my filthy hands on
Just so I can show
I've held a semblance of control But gold doesn't shine bright enough
To light the cracks between the mold
Lovers into ghosts
That haunt the broken home
Built behind my eyes that never Seem to get quite used to the cold

Don't stop dancing just because the needle raised
I'm the side of the vinyl that never properly plays
Warped and screaming notes that aren't quite hitting
You put it on when it feels fitting, just to show your friends how much you can love a mess

Dopamine in shapes of beings
That never seem to be concrete
Falling in and out of
Any form of love
That I can get my filthy hands on
Just so I can show
I've held a semblance of control But gold doesn't shine bright enough
To light the cracks between the mold
Lovers into ghosts
That haunt the broken home
Built behind my eyes that never Seem to get quite used to the cold