Whatevering - Coma Cinema

Devastation’s daughter has

Come and gone for what?

To simplify my suffering

As something I can trust

Why decide or die or

Stare into this wreck

You think you are alone

But you haven’t run me off yet

If you lean your heart

A little closer to my mouth

I promise to bite down

Set apart whatevering

Together and alone

The pretty animals just

Talk shit to your bones

Sorry hands remember teeth

Cold outside but underneath

The confusion of your clothes

Tangled up around my fingers

If you lean your heart

A little closer to my mouth

I promise to bite down