Destruction - Brightside, Twisted Split

Ran home to artists' empty hands, hole in heart like epi pens

No silver spoon, but spoons did bend

Cried to the moon in requiem

My focus shifted to the floor again

Soft spoken scribe delivering pictures from the stores within

Was vocalizing vicious vistas from my core to vent

Awoke beside that twisted bitch on which I’d codepend

(I don’t miss you)

Don’t overthink it, but don’t beat around

Feels like I’m sinking, but I’m steps away from solid ground

I see dead kings, but underneath my halo lays no crown

Not all who wander are lost, not all that’s missing is found (2x)

Chorus (Twisted Split, Brightside):

So your shadow still follows me

I wrap betrayals in apologies

I hope you smiled when you thought of me

Fogged up with dreams of who I ought to be

Verse 2 (Twisted Split):

Destruction, uh uh, dysfunction

Left in the ashes of our volcanic, yeah, eruption

I’ll take your pain away babygirl just so you can function

For your pain and misery, understand I am a glutton

You make me high even when you’re bashing me down, down to nothing

Broken thoughts, broken hearts

Spoken word our guided art

Is love so profound? Chains of obsession be holding me down

Loss of control is how we drown

Words are spells, so yeah I’m bound

Yeah I broke down today, but it’s alright; I’ll be okay

Mouth shut, yeah had to walk away

Pain in my chest, nothing left to say

I might be hard, but I’m made of clay

Throw me outside and I’ll melt away

Can’t take (yeah) what I feel (okay)

Gotta push on (yeah) to another day (ooo)

Verse 3 (Brightside)

Slingshot from listlessness to passion

Sing for kisses in the past and singe «I miss you"s with the gas stick

Soul like lotion for the cracked skin

Eyes like oceans turned to plastic

Flipped my boat up like the kraken

Lives in motion turned to static

Try to focus as it happens, I just —

Verse 4 (Twisted Split):

Now we got things being said, angry voices in my head

Energy weighed down in dread, tainted egos getting fed

Eyes blurry, going red

Thinking I’m better off dead

Missing all the love we shared and soft kisses on her head

Outro (Brightside and Twisted Split):

I want to be more for you than just another number

I want us to last for more than this summer

I love how you do all the things that you wanna

I love how you do all the things you say you’re gonna