permafrost

Measure of despair Is a constant desire To turn your head back When the wind breakes the fire Hair pulls me to the ground (like it’s made out of iron) Hair pulls me to the ground (I think it’s causing arrhythmia) When I see The pictures slipping away I cry How we Falling into the darkest night Into the spring snow Into the summer fog Into the fall void Into the Into the Into the permafrost Into the permafrost (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) Into the permafrost (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) Into the permafrost (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) Into the permafrost (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) When I see How we When I see (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) How we (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper) (And if the faces are replaced by torn wallpaper)