Sweat sinful symphonies and succulented storms I don't think that I can recreate your warmth Don't you discipline my disarray before A breath of bourbon baby warrants you be warned I don't think that I could ever be More than just a sick catastrophe Drowning in my asininity Hoping you won't ever want to leave Painted paper planes and pixilated views Tender temperance unfortunately true Bitter butterscotch and broken bottled blues This just isn't quiet the life that I would choose I don't think that I could ever be More than just a sick catastrophe Drowning in my asininity Hoping you won't ever want to leave I don't even know the reason why I've been up all night just getting high All I wanna do is run and hide I'm afraid that you might say goodbye Silent silhouettes are sipping on a spin I don't detonate what doesn't drip in sin Serpent subtleties are seeping through my skin This sure ain't a game I'd ever want to win I don't think that I could ever be More than just a sick catastrophe Drowning in my asininity Hoping you won't ever want to leave Raging radiating cavalries Craving just a grip on gravity Indisputable disparity Can I get some fucken clarity I don't think that I could ever be More than just a sick catastrophe Now that we have tasted misery Promise me that you won't ever leave