There was five of us there
Arresting youth in Polaroids
Rather dead than a bedpan
I think I wanna flee
There was five of us there
Yeah, I can say I'm fearful of the void
Rubberbandin my mental
I think I'm gonna flee
What the hell am I meant for
Checkerboard and basket
Am I written in these stitches
Day to day to casket
Shit is not expensive
It's priceless
Checkerboard and casket
I'm counting all my minutes
My mind a mile a minute
I blunder my beginning
Day to day and passing
Shit is mad expensive
It's priceless
It's just me and my prayer
Clasped and I go away
To breathe is to fight air
I'm sinking in the sea
It's just me and my prayer
Perhaps I'm a stowaway
Need a captain on this vessel
That's when you came to me
Gentle eyes, prismarine on your neck
To cry is an option
I couldn't hide feel my tears on your neck
Inside I'm exhausted
I couldn't vibe, couldn't see how it ends
I tried interruption
I couldn't lie, couldn't breathe on the bench
I'm tired
Gentle eyes, prismarine on your neck
To cry is an option
Feel alive, feel the breeze on my neck
To cry is an option