Maroon Sweater

Is it my fault

I never speak and I'm lonesome

Even if want some

I'd rather run

Tying our fingers up in a broken thread

Shallow smaller talks on the new set trends

How's your life man, yeah how's it been

Get to the bitter part where I lose my friends

Steady stagnant on a new breed cringe

Hollow food is really all I binge

And I'm sick

Filled with salt

Ain't it obvious I don't

Want to talk

But maybe then again I've been

Starved for bonds

At a lame ass cost and I

I try to do my best to make 'em stay

But we split and the end's always the same

Hold my frail tongue

I ain't saying shit

Speak from a distance

Never thought that I would see

The hands outstretched in light

Terraforming every feeling

Spilling from the eyes of a child

Don't use your Novocaine smile on me

I know your dosage, it's never weak

We'll just keep selling these quicksilver dreams

Speaking my mind gets so tiring

Cackling prick

I'm losing the truth in my head again

Thinking I'll slip

I'm fucking over the shame

I'm not exhausted

I just want time in my shell

It's in pieces due to leeches

They left an iron clot smell

And burn hole in my carpet

Let's just say I'm all

Bent in shape for nothing

Study quick to my walk

Til you find your way back down

Let's say I'm all

Bent in shape for nothing

Study quick to my walk

Look I've been holding back my tongue

And I've been giving all my worth

And you've been holding back for what

Will you just let me have my turn

Tie our fingers up in a broken thread

Shallow small talks on the new set trends

How's your life man, yeah how's it been

Get to the bitter part where I lose my friends