Ceiling by Andrew Breeden published on 2016-06-09T09:44:57Z I don't say what I mean every day is the same what a number and I want to but I'm staring at the ceiling I don't see anything every face in my dreams what a number and I want to but I'm staring at the ceiling Sometimes I forget I am a lie and I speak the truth I don't say what I mean every breath is obscene what a number and I want you but I'm staring at the ceiling Genre Alternative Rock Comment by Cohortor yes 2016-06-12T17:17:15Z Comment by Henry Kiser snare sounds tyte 2016-06-10T18:33:29Z