Merlin Chants

A lost thing
The Melvins
They're melting
Your heart strings
The hard things
You're waiting on
A story
Ignore me
Attempting, relaxing
The laundry, the summers gonne

Willing to wait for a miracle

To go there
To nowhere
Enchanting, recanting
The last thing
You're thinking of
The glory
Ignore me
You text me, neglext me
You're sorry
Something is gone

Willing to wait for a miracle

And now
It almost makes me try
It almost makes me cry

Conditioned to deceive
Willing to wait