Coast

Hear some shit inside your head As we float by the coast Tremble ever so slightly Of course, you notice Stick-thin disaster I could've worshipped harder My ambient fiction Your sombre salt laughter and tears collide On your cheek Mercifully Lie, cling to the ritual Routine as distraction Relinquish control right at the edge I put my fear in my hand luggage Stick-thin disaster I could have worshipped harder My ambient fiction Your sombre salt laughter and tears collide On your cheek Mercifully I can't help this feeling I get I'm not supposed to be here at all Eyes closed, jaw set, fists clenched To spit in the face of god (what god is that?) Like a shadow stalks the water (what shape is that?) Strange thoughts cross my mind I can't help this feeling I get Crash-land love right into me My heart's in my throat My heart's in my throat My heart's in my throat