Time
It s never worth my time
Blue shine
Bleeds into my eyes
I still
Sleep on the right side
Of the white noise
Can t leave the scene behind
Could I be anything you want me to be
Its always meant to be seen
When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch, are you pistol-whipped?
And will you step in line or release the glitch?
And can you fall asleep with a panic switch?
And when you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch, are you pistol-whipped?
Will you step in line or release the glitch?
Do you think she ll sleep with the panic...
Mm, I ll try
To hold on tight tonight
Pink slip
Inviting me inside
Wanna burn skin
And brand what once was mine
But the red views
Keep ripping the divide
If I go everywhere you want me to go
How will I know you ll still follow?
When you see yourself