This sky could be clean, no
Night's not what it needs to be
And echo
I'm sprawling in my sleep
Dream's not what it seems to be
I'm alone!
Still water blowing steam
Being off beyond belief
Ur such a... woah!
And if it's drama I'm the Queen
How it pays to be me
How I'm broke
I talk to myself all the time
Oh sigh, here he goes fighting foes in his mind
And what it's like to have the air touch my arm
"My dear you won't be harmed"
Maybe I don't care as long as we're warm
Maybe that's alright
A hot head on the scene
Stop and staring at me
Put on a show
This sky could be clean
How many sides to this leaf?
Time to go
I talk to myself all the time
Oh sigh, here he goes fighting foes in his mind
And what it's like to have the air touch my arm
"My dear you won't be harmed"
Maybe I don't care as long as we're warm
Maybe that's alright