How You Write - Malachai

Cold as ice

Holding me

How does it feel, weird

And there’s no more, fear

Tell me how you write

Roll the dice

Blow it

Does it feel, near

And there’s no more, tears

Tell me how you write

No more life

It’s so real

And no pretension to feel

So if I

Throw it in

How does it feel, dear

And there’s no one, near

Tell me how you write

No more time

We’ve blown it

No redemption is feared