Text: Anchor Arms. Cold Blooded. Girl And A Glacier.

We were something like a million miles from home, symptoms were ripe.
Evening secrets from an afternoon delight has shown us both
how we have found that where we are and where we were aren't too far apart.
And where we'll go, and where we've been, aren't too different.
Don't count my demons out today: they sure as hell didn't come this far to leave.
No sooner than my heart went black, I realized there's nothing left to bleed.
Simple pleasures make a Miller-fueled empire, a quick rebound.
Forcedly I tried to play your hand with mine, I'm realizing now