The Mould Testo

Don't regret, or forget about acid crumbs
Tickling wasted lungs, teething for special moves
If you kiss the dread, and listen to them
You'll worship smiles that smile for nothing
Don't worship smiles

Follow the mould through portals
Looking at memories wrong
Take tiny sips through their lips
Don't expect, to collect enough broken hearts
To fix up the body parts, praying for lucky luck
Do you miss the dread? Obsessed with it
You'll worship smiles that smile for nothing
Don't worship smiles

Follow the mould through portals
Looking at memories wrong
Take tiny sips through their lips
Follow the mould through portals
Looking at memories wrong
Take tiny sips through their lips