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Brittny Kissinger: Music

A Dry Confessional

(Tentacles Heavenward)
A Dry Confessional
Pleading amnesia…move like a ghost through infrared
Drift out of focus…you are the winter in my hands…dew on the lens
Last minute drive-thru romance goes all the way
Everybody had you figured out but me
Along the way…empty highways claim our love regretfully
Just knowing you’re gone...is knowing I’ve lost. I need nothing but air
Thought that you could take it the distance
Offer me, offer me life without the weight of convictions
Honestly, honesty never could escape your predictions
Rarely at the mercy of wisdom
Who’s gonna be your movie star tonight?
How many hearts do you need to win this fight called life?
Your pattern’s flawless…yet they will dry you out in time
Poorly stitched siren…misunderstood the silent crime…in her design
Once awkward conversation goes all the way
Thought that you could take it the distance
Offer me, offer me life without debate or decisions
Honestly, honesty never could invade your illusions
Loneliness is not a solution
Broken spirits starve for lesser things than certainty
Just a glance…no nod or smile required to corner me
And a dry confessional’s a place to start…we’ll breathe again
Take control and cut all ties that blind…but what then?
Go all the way. Everybody knew…