Boogiewoman
Now everywhere I see is brown
Dirt and dust
Dry rocks and mountains
Stockholm Syndrome, blistered mouth
Planet's bare and nothing's sprouting
Since you let go of my hand
I'm crying tears of sand
I'm surprised to see you wake
And more surprised to hear you saying
"I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
At night go hand in hand
Kick up dust across the badlands
I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
Now that you've grown on me
I won't let you down again"
Everything I see is black
Houses, churches charred from fire
Capgras Syndrome, who are y'all?
Slept all night, despair can call
Final teardrop filled your eye
Down your cheek, hung from your chin
Broke your curse when it hit the ground
That's when you spoke again
"I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
At night, go hand in hand
Go kick up dust across the badlands
I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
Now that you've grown on me
I won't let you down again"
Depersonalizaiton
Sexual levitation
Acid precipitation
Electro ejaculation
Time passes wildly
Time passes blind
And rivers they don't know which way to flow
When they're dry
Stars still spin, reeling, confused with our love
Only death is truly sure from above
Now everything I see is stained
Gnashing teeth, tormented brain
Cotard Syndrome, died of thirst
You're not me, I was he first
Dirt and dust
Dry rocks and mountains
Stockholm Syndrome, blistered mouth
Planet's bare and nothing's sprouting
Since you let go of my hand
I'm crying tears of sand
I'm surprised to see you wake
And more surprised to hear you saying
"I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
At night go hand in hand
Kick up dust across the badlands
I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
Now that you've grown on me
I won't let you down again"
Everything I see is black
Houses, churches charred from fire
Capgras Syndrome, who are y'all?
Slept all night, despair can call
Final teardrop filled your eye
Down your cheek, hung from your chin
Broke your curse when it hit the ground
That's when you spoke again
"I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
At night, go hand in hand
Go kick up dust across the badlands
I'll be your Boogiewoman
If you'll be my Boogieman
Now that you've grown on me
I won't let you down again"
Depersonalizaiton
Sexual levitation
Acid precipitation
Electro ejaculation
Time passes wildly
Time passes blind
And rivers they don't know which way to flow
When they're dry
Stars still spin, reeling, confused with our love
Only death is truly sure from above
Now everything I see is stained
Gnashing teeth, tormented brain
Cotard Syndrome, died of thirst
You're not me, I was he first
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Tanbouz, Schuylar Croom
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