You Faded - Chavez

But I crave your moments always

You got kissed enough in our ways

Built to space, here

Browned out

Let it slip… seem to lack???

…across my eyes

Giving names to things I’m tired of

Driven by the fear of knowing no great shapes, dear

Brought out

Let it slip, in heat, call out my name

And I’ll be hated far and wide

You faded

Like I teach you to burst

Brought out

But I crave your moments always

When I die with both my hands full

I’ll make shapes, dear

Browned Out

Let it slip, in heat, call out my name

And I’ll be hated far and wide

You faded

Like I teach you to curse

Brought out

When you crave the moments, I’m hated far and wide