The way that your heart falls inside of that bottle Makes me accept the truth We’re not young but not old, just look how our past rolled Us both inside a cocoon
The way that your heart falls inside of that bottle Makes me accept the truth We’re not young but not old, just look how our past rolled Us both inside a cocoon
Still feeling nauseous after I gain consciousness Wish I could see things through Am I still obnoxious? How’s my new confidence? It’s still fake, I’m still not worth you
Curled spine, cold like Crushed dreams in the summer time Lost by night light It’s still the same, nothing feels right
The way that your heart falls inside of that bottle Makes me accept the truth We’re not young but not old, just look how our past rolled Us both inside a cocoon
The way that your heart falls inside of that bottle Makes me accept the truth We’re not young but not old, just look how our past rolled Us both inside a cocoon