It's never been changing Air in the morning feels good on my skin Your skin next to mine, late at night Living in my size
There's a recognition that comes with this It's a static that I can't escape I shake up men with worn out smiles Settled into the quiet
It's funny how small things can wreck away at your life When you're not doing anything but living inside Why can't you hear me, fogged away and in my head
I'm nowhere near sense when I'm near you I'm nowhere near sense when I'm near you
I died over you I live under you I died over you I live, I live, under you
I'm nowhere near sense I'm nowhere near sense
Compositor: Brooke Kayleigh Bentham (Brooke Bentham) (PRS)Editor: Brahima DembeleECAD verificado obra #18844623 em 05/Mai/2024