Vanilla Poltergeist Snake - Glassjaw

I’m hoping to be proud

Hoping that it shows

I look in the mirror

Hoping that he knows

My heart is to be found

Giving way to getting wet

Red tide

I find it so peculiar

How you sit and stare

No one gets out alive

No one

For now and always

Hoping for the best

A pretty cigarette

Leaves the head a wreck

I beg you to believe

Assumption leaves you in

Red tides

I find it so peculiar

How you sit and stare

No one gets out alive

No one