" Stitch,sew,cut and pull Stitch,rip,seams undone Stitch,mark,you're alive! Hah hah...Hah hah... Fading colors hemmed by gravity Iron out imperfections And colors unfold Hand write everything,with kind intention Liquid ink drops fall from my eyes My heart yearns out to you,in pained panic 7AM is when the letters deliver Listening to the radio As the words pin into place Indentions separate the Sentences Dear my love...! Lead dust coats my fingers Inspiration's jamming up The thread comes in loops I'm... I see such morbid things PM comes in different scenes I believe In the typewriter I lost myself Memories inside my heart are there to see Filed incorrectly by the misery they gave to me! Ah,your voice it speaks to me through these words Losing sanity through the sewing machine Dropping erasers under desks is it so? Everyday it feels like the paper's more than ripped Stitch,sew,cut and pull Stitch,rip,seams undone Stitch,mark,you're alive! Hah hah...Hah hah... AM COMES IN DIFFERENT COLORS I BELIEVE IN THE CARDS OF LOVE I LOST MYSELF MEMORIES INSIDE MY FABRIC HEART ARE HERE TO STAY COLOR CODED BY YOUR MISERY Ah the past it haunts me Daunting threats as the thread comes in knots Ah your voice it speaks to me through the words Losing myself in the typewriter Windows are better left wide open right? Yearning out for the love with pained desperation"