Courtney Swain - Askew lyrics

Cloudless sunny face slowly turning over Spilling guts locked in a bomb-proof shelter Rotting in a naturally uncomfortable way Ugly from the seams drifts this raw odor Now, more than ever before I don't trust miracles or the broad strokes of imagination That everything will come to a beautiful close I bite down and grapple the truth That burned and tortured my soul I look away from myself