L.D. Hardin - Poorly Drawn Lines Lyrics

Drowning in golden girl and empty tomorrows
Lost in the haze of half remembered sorrows
A fleeting escape from every ride, every sip
Even my China Girl relents to truths grip

I'm chasing myself, only catching phantoms
Trying to numb the pain, that holds ransoms
Clutching a sketchbook full of dead faces
Smudged between sheets of forgotten places

Still life with poorly drawn lines
Fading in chaos, but nothing aligns
A ghost in my own skin, hollow and numb
Keep pretending I'm fine, sleeping in the slum

I'm tangled in a web of shattered dreams
Caught in the echoes of silent screams
Every step forward feels like a retreat
As the weight of decisions crashes beneath my feet

I'm suffocating in the smoke of burnt screams
Trying to forget myself, but reminded in my dreams
Dancing with dragons under a sugar moon sky
But their whispers of solace, they're just a lie

Still life with poorly drawn lines
Fading in chaos, but nothing aligns
A ghost in my own skin, hollow and numb
Keep pretending I'm fine, sleeping in the slum

I'm tearing at the seams of a fragile sanity
But the threads unravel a twisted vanity
Smashing chalk onto a stained canvas
The girls and their friends give no happiness

Still life with poorly drawn lines
Fading in chaos, but nothing aligns
A ghost in my own skin, hollow and numb
Keep pretending I'm fine, sleeping in the slum

A shattered facade, against jagged shoals
Falling through the cracks, of forgotten goals
I'm a silhouette against the dying sun
Pretending there's is no damage done