Handfull of Matches - Orginal Acoustic By Hyatt Mason

its a quarter till two am on a monday
youve been sleeping for a while
-never catch me in a watch
so its not about time
but my mind is on the dial
with arms outstretched like you
were stretched out on my bed
like Lycra
id span decks of queens
skipping diamonds
looking for hearts
id canvas my dreams
to figure out the end
but lost on where to start

*with a can full of gas & a handfull of matches, im burning bridges tonight*
you've been whispering alot lately
in eloquent soliloquy's
im not so sure that youre that aware of
about how someone touched your silhouette
broke your heart like bread
so you find no peace in famished love
hungry for affection
not affected by day to day causality
above the love for oneself, stands the love of family
love for me is secondary
ive come to accept this

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[tellmeimdreaming]

Amazing is what you are.

[psychosugarangelpie]

*with a can full of gas & a handfull of matches, im burning bridges tonight*

That is a gorgousawesome lyric!