歌词
Settle. Collect your temper
I got a kick when you said “fights come with the worst charm”
But no one wants church these days
And we’re short a dare for starting over.
I watched you figure it out. This is as good as dead
Shut our mouths off from the water
Your fire is gone.
No surface left for the sediment
No surface there if I look for it.
Setting traps off in the dark. I’m here to pass the time -
To distract from the weight of what’s building over me
I shadow the feeling. Like empty space the stomach cannot digest.
Our best years weren’t called for.
Sell up. I’m not being caught out again (do you tell yourself?)
Afraid to take the bandage off. To start is the hardest thought.