Mortimer Nova - Afterthought of Grievance lyrics

our hands so tight you crying and reaching for air your legs spread wide the same way that had put us there our bodies intertwine is that what you call love to feel alive sometimes isn't enough where is my isaac, i had laid before me reached out in the dark, blocking the sun calloused and manic, unplanned catastrophe her lifes the epitamy of imperfection we spend this time looking so hard to find hope but we should focus on looking for help where is my isaac, i had laid before me reached out in the dark, blocking the sun calloused and manic, unplanned catastrophe her lifes the epitamy of imperfection bless your filthy wicked heart i'm an eel fit for a who*e