Versuri Small Brown Bike - Expression Eraser
broken glass moves through me, calloused skin falls off of me, i crash to my knees. interiorly i bleed and i cry blood under the sheets. i'm breaking down, i'm broken down, i break my thumb, don't mind me. you erase how i feel, erase every chance i get. i'll take every expression and make it something. i wish for an even number of stars, i breathe simple. i give you real and ask for nothing, rain on me now. there's nothing like a cold in june to wake you up. i'm choking on my lung and drowning in tears, i won't and can't be hurt i am the expression eraser.