Basement (Freak Out My Friends)

In a musty room, eyelids heavy and
The smell of mold under the couch
And in my hand
A single word, oh no, a single syllable
Coursing through my veins
The sound of letting go
In a coffee cup, in a paper bag
The smell of something sour
You run away like tag
But I will follow you
Until my lungs deflate
Like wooden splinters
We're swapping love for hate
I'm not tired. I'm afraid
But I'm trying really hard to stay awake.
In my basement, you ask what I'm writing
Turn the page over, but I can see you trying
To look over it
And my heart it pounds
When you stand so close
I can hear the sound
I'm not tired
I'm awake
Or I'm trying really hard to stay awake
I'm trying, I'm trying
Not to make a mistake again
But I'm still in love, and I can't shut myself up
Or act the way I should
And I don't want to freak out my friends
I freak out my friends
I freak out my friends
And then throw my breath about
Everything I am and ever was
Nothing



Credits
Writer(s): Maggie Del Re
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