darkatmosphere from sula. by Bad Luck Luke

The feather drips
Leaving just ink
Nothing else to give it
Nothing else to think
I miss the ink
I used to write with
But it's gone

I miss your ink
I miss your love
I wanted to think
That you would love
But here we are
You're gone
I miss this ink
I miss this dark
Atmosphere
That you brought home

I'm sick of this
Fuck these walls
I'm in these oak halls
Dark atmosphere
Johnnys comin
Where you goin
Nothings here
I hate you
You hate me
I can't change
What you feel
But here I go
Love you again
Think bout you again
Here we go again
Here we go again
I miss your dark atmosphere

I miss the ink
That you brought
With your pain
I know your truth
I know you feel
You're not like me
I'm not like you
Come a little closer
I want your touch
I want your touch

Theres nothing like
Getting raped by the one you love
Nothing like
Feeling the same
Nothing like
Spitting on your grave
Nothing like
Feeling what you did
I hate you
You won't leave here
I don't want you here
Coming through
This dark atmosphere

• Experimental
• Riverside