Skip to content
Lyric
Dive
Public playlists
My playlists
Search
Sign in
thank god for brollinger
Flight Patterns
Popularity ยท Low
+
๐ฌ๐ง English ยท Original
0
0
Listen
YouTube
1
2
3
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
Original
Translation
Bilingual
The hell in my head
Is leaking out through the gaps of my crooked teeth
And I wish that I had
Some better skin, something to believe in
So what the hell am I supposed to do
When my organs burrow outwards
And fall right into you
Do I accept the fact that I'll always be fucking empty
A cavity you left me
I guess I'll sleep it off again
ย
The lions on the beach, I don't see them anymore
They're gone like those summer nights we'd stay up past four
In the morning just to see the sun rise over our heads
(And at that moment, I realized that the brightest thing in my life
Would always be you)
One, two, three, four
You carved your home in me
An imprint on my tongue
The valleys between my words
Is a space you don't deserve
You carved your home in me
An imprint on my tongue
The valleys between my words
Is a space you don't deserve
But you'll always have
But you'll always have
But you will always have
ย