Sick of having empty habits, leading to the selfish havoc
I’m lonely in my own bones
You’re unweaving where you stand, stitch me into all your plans
Just like a cherry stone
Temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
My skin has lavender tones
Tell me I’m a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
I can cover it up
I know I’m out of my depth, but I just float in it
I try to do my best, stop picking fights with it
I wanna be upset, you’re not alright with it
I can cover it up
Try to speak my mind, wish it was by design
But I can only confess to having doubts with it
Don’t wanna feel regret, I’m not alright with it
I can cover it up
Spending time with or without you, cutting corners just to get
You out of my got damn mind
Keep your words up where they’re brewing, I want something worth pursuing
Still letting you curl my spine
Temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
My lonely lavender bones
Tell me how to hurt for fun, tie me up and come undone
I can cover it up
What have I done?
Chewing on my words
Nothing’s enough, I rinse myself in the dirt
Sold all my time to a plastic ecstasy
Nothings enough
compositores: Jonathan Matthew Panichi,David Potter,Bonnie Mary Fraser
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