Give me a break from the
constant ceiling,
empty, moonlit.
Between the lawless sea walls, I’ve been phoning it all
in a little bit.
Keep it down there in the guest room,
let me out, I wanna see you, oh, I
could’ve told you how to bleed through...
let me out a minute, let me out int
o the blue.
Couldn’t watch you lean-in without it scoring my skin,
out on a limb,
could’ve caught you speeding. I didn’t want to butt-in,
I can sneak you in again.
Terraforming in the guest room
quit yawning, it’ll test you, and all eyes
mandatory on the
reboot,
let me out, I wanna see you.