May 2019 by The Michael Character Lyrics

Early morning
Feel my belly bulge
Disused sponge-eyes
Puckered in their holes
In damaged ears it’s resonating
“Time to stand and fill some space”

But I don’t
Wanna know
How this shit unfolds without you

Lonely summer
Bakes a crust on me
Aching histories
Underneath dead skin

I know it’s you by the patterns of my phones vibrations
I just can’t take this
I make me sick
I’m dipping out of the gig
On the porch with the scenesters talking all this shit
Like I’m cool with it
The late-comers coming up the stairs
And I came here to breathe my own air
So I’m out here waiting
Still stuck for a while
You're inside patient
With a kind smile