Lane's Comet
Isa V
Lane it's time for you to meet your end
Say goodbye
On a comet lost and
Stuck in time
Your clock's ticking is up
Chimes lighting your way
Rose throne buttercup
Path burning decay
The way you're breathing's the only thing that I'm living for
The only trinket that's even keeping my nights afloat
You're pretty like a bouqet
Sunday, you told me that you barely ate
Monday, you lost it with the sound of me
Tuesday, you
Couldn't hear me
Anymore
And wednesday came but
What for?