Lyrics
Italy
Foreign films
I hope you think of me
And tell you how I feel in a metaphor
I'm insecure as shit and it's taking hold
In counterfeit
Faking all my feelings
This is it
Finger on your palette
And tasting home
You never really needed me anyway
And I don't need nothing
I'll always be afraid of something
Living in my head and that's where she knows I will be for now
I hope you don't forget me
Just know I always notice the small things
Gravity
Pulling me down as I'm breathing
Tell me if it's spirit or chemical
I don't think I can tell anymore
And I don't need nothing
I'll always be afraid of something
Living in my head and that's where she knows I will be for sure
I hope you don't forget me
Just know I always notice the small things
Please find me when you come back home
Please find me when you come back home
Come back home
Don't you know you left me
Come back home
Don't you know I'm waiting
Come back home
Don't you know you left me
Come back home
Don't you know I'm waiting
Italy
Foreign films
I hope you think of me
And tell you how I feel in a metaphor
Written by: Carl Brobst, Holden Hackney, Matthew Flynn, Peter Fenn, Zachary Stickler