kiss me goodnight and tell me i'm pretty

~in a grey funk~

Broke vintage kids
Getting high on alternative
Smoking gasoline lies
Drinking ruins of our happiness
Vodka stains
On our brains
Slo mo waves
Of depression clouds
Which we inhale through our mouths
In and out of
Pretend love
Trapped in a grey funk
A sea of expressionless faces
We're all shouting
But everyone's deaf
We're all writing
But everyone's blind