Tekster: Colours Run. Sketches. Plastic Cups.

We'll move in together
And share our wonder
Honey, don't mind the cracks and rust
I'm dying inside you
But you scream faster
Could you fend off the looming dusk
And the plastic cups
We can fill them up
With love

The rooms are colder
Than we'd imagined
Couldn't tell you how the heat escapes

But the plastic cups
We can fill them up
With love

I wanted to please you
And eat your hunger
Pretty pictures and carpet burns
But all I could give you?
Uncertain borders
And how they burn
How they burn

Cos the plastic cups
Never held enough