EFPIX // TRAUMA BOND

Listen on Spotify: // A suffering of being there Year after year on a path to despair On a march together off a cliff I cease to exist, yet still feel the air My steps are confident, I feel the ground Holding hands as we fall and spin around I’m falling, no. I’m flying down Full speed collision, yet I feel so proud I just want to have back what used to be mine I’m so used to this beautiful pain I’m so ingrown in what hurts and used to be mine I want no end Caught in the stream of unachievable Incomprehensible, immaculate life It was so banal, yet so poetic A decade of love for a ruined aesthetics So beautiful, so hopeless, so morbid It was indestructible, yet so fragile A body of immortalized ways of demise I just want to have back what used to be mine I’m so used to this beautiful pain I’m so ingrown in what hurts and us