Perpetual Motion, Perpetual Sound

baby, i know i am crazy

and it pains me to find you

spending all your time

talking me down from heights

and watching for warning signs,

looking into overcast eyes

that predict the coming storm

and beg you to keep me warm

they warn, here comes another night

of holding me while i cry until the morning

so lock the doors, draw the blinds,

bring the furniture inside

and wait for it to start pouring

'cause it's gonna come down in torrents

somehow and somewhere i found you

and i suckered you into this one-sided relationship;

it was a dirty trick, the truths i distorted

a simple bait-and-switch,

a failing circus of perforated promises

like, i am improving and it'll be worth it

like if i repeat them, they'll become honest

oh, i am improving; it'll be worth it

i am improving; it'll be worth it.

it's nice of you to wait, darling,

while i make all my mistakes

i can't say how long it will take

there's no end in sight, i'm afraid

but the kindness you've displayed

without a hint of impatience,

i pray that it infiltrates my madness

and soothes all the mayhem

the city wears rain like a veil

and i failed to meet her glance,

just the wail of an ambulance,

sails down the back of my neck,

leaves through my fingertips

everything's coming up pale,

oh, i feel my body grey.

i need perpetual motion, perpetual sound

to keep my thoughts away,

okay?

okay?

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