Blankets

Making our way through gaps in trees
Freezing to death, dying to please
(Anticipating everything)
In the still of the air, I watched your breath
Forming in clouds around my neck
(Oh, what a nervous, nervous wreck)

If things are gonna escalate
They could be moving toward a swift decline
We're short on time
What the hell am I doing?
If things are gonna escalate
Maybe that would be just fine
I got a whole night
Why the hell am I waiting?

Stamping the outlines of our feet
Leaving proof of the places where we meet
(Chapping your lips, wind whistling)
Scrawling your name into the snow
I heard you whisper, "I wanna go home"
(With you)

If things are gonna escalate
They could be moving toward a swift decline
We're short on time
What the hell am I doing?
If things are gonna escalate
Maybe that would be just fine
I got a whole night
Why the hell am I waiting?

If things are gonna escalate
They could be moving toward a swift decline
We're short on time
What the hell am I doing?
If things are gonna escalate
Maybe that would be just fine
I got a whole night
Why the hell am I waiting?



Credits
Writer(s): Devon Corey, Dean Stafford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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