Typeface Loveletter

Bars
got holes in my fucking hands
cuz i cant fucking sleep
and those holes in my fucking hands
lead me to believe that i waited and i waited for something that's gone all wrong
and i waited
for something that's come undone
i got a heart attack theory
in the pocket of my jeans
and i know i got something
and its not what it seems
like a bull without horns
and a god on the mend
limping bored to avoid
something fails in my head