Spiller from Tale Nothing by Sports Goblin

Wishing what you can't have
What you never knew
There's a hole in your heart
out of which you grew

To fear
the closeness of a moon's tear
To give up
that summer sweat
that you never tasted

I don't know what you're made of
of misery, just like me
I don't know what you're of
and I guess I'll never find out

Never is
when you're yearning for what's really there
Never is
when you want to feel the other's stare
Never is
a risky situation
Never is
an apparition

Heal the part of you
that you never trusted
Is it confidence
to feel busted

Forgive the memories
I shared with you
Don't latch
onto what you couldn't ever be

And there's a ghost
that's a construct
of all midnights
spent so sleepless

And there's a ghost
that's a construct
of our mistakes

I don't know what you're made of
of misery, just like me
I don't know what you're of
and I guess I'll never find out

Never is
when you're yearning for what's really there
Never is
when you want to feel the other's stare
Never is
a risky situation
Never is
an apparition
Never is
Never is
Never is never

Haunted by
a palm print on the window
Haven't the urge
to clean it

Maybe I should
frame it
Maybe I should
break it

And there's a ghost
that's a construct
of all midnights
spent so sleepless

And there's a ghost
that's a construct
of our mistakes

I don't know what you're made of
of misery, just like me
I don't know what you're of
and I guess I'll never find out

• Alternative
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• Seattle