Are you so free as to toss up the glowing sea?
Pages of notes torn up so angrily
Thoughts devoured
An enclosed fire
That's burning under the rules of hot air
Standing down, I'd like to stay around
But what's the point when all I see is sound
Floating so strange and dishonest and
Calling out till I see your face again
Can you hold my hand?
I think I'm just f*cked up
I'll swallow my own head and feed the ground
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Are you so free as to toss up the glowing sea?
Pages of notes torn up so angrily
Thoughts devoured
An enclosed fire
That's burning under the rules of hot air
Standing down, I'd like to stay around
But what's the point when all I see is sound
Floating so strange and dishonest and
Calling out till I see your face again
Can you hold my hand?
I think I'm just f*cked up
I'll swallow my own head and feed the ground
Pages of notes torn up so angrily
Thoughts devoured
An enclosed fire
That's burning under the rules of hot air
Standing down, I'd like to stay around
But what's the point when all I see is sound
Floating so strange and dishonest and
Calling out till I see your face again
Can you hold my hand?
I think I'm just f*cked up
I'll swallow my own head and feed the ground
Writer: Cole McLain
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