Rulo - Salt Creek

I felt regret while spinning around in cycles

But yet I met that feeling that lived inside her

I kept the mess, no cleaning it up besides what I swept

Forget everything I thought that I learned

Was I wrong to want you at home?

Never seem to pick up your phone

You should take some time of your own

The only thing I know is I’m unsure if

My withered brain will ever be in the right phase

Stuck the words I’ve refrained

Walking through years in one place

Unkind, unsweet

Like salt between the cracks of my teeth

So weak, so tired of living in spite of your peace

Unclean, please wash away the ghost from my dream

Cause I think the means of loss will fight us

Always hate the thought of your taste

Always dread the look on your face,.

Leave my here to rot at my pace

By now I’m sure you know that I’m unsure

If my withered brain will ever be in the right phase

Stuck by the words I’ve refrained

Walking through years in one place