I don't want to cry in your t-shirt ever again Well, my anger was a compliment I like how your brain works Magical thinkers trying to be friends Tried to let you forget me but My celtic cross was heavy When it hit your fucking teeth I'm sorry you felt undermined Now I'm trying to make a racket In the back of your mind
I try to wait the night out Try to keep the light out We've only the moon left to out smart But we cannot want our way out of the dark
I've got agency but imagine me Laying naked in your into lap Before a gathering of screaming fans I'm your guitar Mute me gently with the palm of your hand So self-conscious Awareness was the catalyst I'm scared I close my eyes and picture this Summer corn a tea tree toothpick A new song that makes you wanna make music
We try to wait the night out Try to keep the light out We've only the moon left to out smart But we cannot want our way out of the dark
I imagine you Back in the cocoon I know you miss your mommy You can change your name I know you didn't get to do Everything you wanted to You leave your body Just one more ice cream scoop out of your brain Pink matter, dark matter Glass shattered, corporate ladder Cake batter, splatter paint Patron saint, all this pain
We try to wait the night out Try to keep the light out We've only the moon left to out smart But we cannot want our way out of the dark
Compositores: William J Graefe, Maya Ray Thurman Hawke (Maya Hawke) ECAD: Obra #42533875