Infections of a Different Kind

AURORA

It's a feeling growing old with time
Like a restless in the leaves calming down
The world is a hole that we all seem to fall
Down under

And the universe is growing tall
And we all caving into dreams of this space
Unfolding our arms cannot do any harm
Violent contractions

And if there is a God
Would we even know his name?
And if there is a God
I think he would shake his head
And turn away

So belong to us all
Be God in the shape of a girl
Who walks this world
And I beg
I beg to be drained
From the pain I've soaked myself in
So I can stay

Okay, and more than okay for a while, for a while, for a while

Infections Of A Different Kind
The world is being attained by our pain
If I'm the world then why would I hurt all that is living?

And if there is a God, would he then believe in us?
And if there is a God, I think he can't hear all of us

Belong to us all
Be God in a shape of a girl
Who walks this world
And I beg
I beg to be drained
From the pain I've soaked myself in
So I can stay

Okay, and more than okay for a while, for a while, for a while

This is the breath, this is the breath...