Dark Entries (Demo)

Caressing filled up to the jug again
With sheaths and pills
Invading all those stills
Today I lay in a hovel of a bed

I will scream in vain
Oh please Miss Lane
Hit me with some pain

Went walking through this city’s neon lights
In fear of discussing my warping sins depression lines
Upon calling on them intangible of price
Trying so hard to find what was right

NOTE: We’ve tried to replicate what Peter actually sings above (as opposed to the printed lyrics), so there may be some errors. Let us know!

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