In the carpark in your head you're still standing like a stone
Tightened up a spinning fan,
Chest is filling up with foam
You got string around your wrists
Put it there to leave a clue
I'm so casual I could melt
Round your feet and follow you
When I think of you I don't
Try to feel I swear I won't
Wear you like a uniform,
While I'm moving I stay warm
Took 2 years of thinking hard
And another just to start
The little time machine I built
Upside down and in the dark
See us marching like a troop
Down the holy corridors
Walking like we're f*cking saints
Over water we're on tour
I made it mine what can I do?
Take it back? Listen to you?
Look it's not my f*cking job to get the paste back in the tube
I've been feeling like I should be burning underneath the lights
Polarising everything, but sleeping 8 hours a night
Got some glitter in my cuts
I'm gonna take them to the stage
Blood spreading through the water
Fins carving through the waves
These days, I don't mind sticking around - how's that sound?
Now I'm like a feeling like a kid
Lying on the wooden stairs
I've been dreaming of these years,
But now the memories come in pairs
When I grabbed you by the shirt and pushed you up against the car
I was seeing fire blue
Come on Ben I need you calm'
This is everything I'm not
And I have hated who I am
Hang the bedsheets over light
And shadows dancing off your hands
Maybe I can be a crutch,
Maybe I can leave a trail
Maybe I could flip the cross,
But I could never fill your sails