Chrome Hearts and Neon Sighs
I’m wearing this outfit like a scream. These silver boots are
The Escape Plan
Saltwater Fever and the Art of Ruin
The city was a concrete cage, smelling of exhaust and dead dreams.
Golden Hour Ruin
The city is a concrete cage that breathes smog and deadline anxiety,
Neon Petals in a Glass Cage
The city outside is a concrete parasite, bleeding grey noise and deadlines
Neon Fever in a Steel Cage
The train is a rolling coffin of routine, smelling of wet umbrellas
Neon Frost & Fever Dreams
The city is a furnace, and I am melting into the concrete.
Shattered Sunlight and the Sweetness of Surrender
I am folding myself into the wood of this bench, trying to
A Sweet Poison in the Noon Sun
The sunlight is a lie, honey. It’s too bright, too sterile,
Electric Silence Between Two Heartbeats
The city is a cold machine, grinding us into dust with its
Vinyl Veins & Neon Fever
The city outside is a screaming machine, all steel and sterile light,
Sunset Rituals of a Beautiful Ruin
The city is a machine designed to crush us, but here on
Glacier Lips in a Fever Dream City
The city is an oven, and I am slowly caramelizing under its
