Zerofortythree
Speak to me mind, speak
Speak to me mind pull the creases tight
Let this water flow into align anarchy
Athena in me a vision of unending symmetry
Nocturne of nine listens and guides
For me to come in, me to come in
Flames as I rise, in my Icarus eye
I'm drawing down the moon out of the sky
The sky
The sky
Is this the shadow coming over me to cast out the dread?
How could this happen when we only ever fuck in my head?
I didn't mean for you to fall and are we 10 years too late?
Too late too late, on zero forty eight
And now we got nowhere left to hide
Are we sick inside and if we don't tell the truth?
Could I love someone like you?
Is it me?
You're my zero forty-three
Speak to me love the language of trust
Burn this distance in between our
Lives clarified in black paradise
I'll draw you back to me in second sight
The clouds are coming over me is this the hour of death?
They're looking back at me and I can barely draw out a breath
I'm just addicted to the chaos and all it's side effects
Too late, too late, we're gone without a trace
Now we've nowhere left to hide
Are we sick inside, inside?
And if we don't tell the truth
Could I love someone like you?
Is it me?
You're my zero forty-three
Speak to me mind pull the creases tight
Let this water flow into align anarchy
Athena in me a vision of unending symmetry
Nocturne of nine listens and guides
For me to come in, me to come in
Flames as I rise, in my Icarus eye
I'm drawing down the moon out of the sky
The sky
The sky
Is this the shadow coming over me to cast out the dread?
How could this happen when we only ever fuck in my head?
I didn't mean for you to fall and are we 10 years too late?
Too late too late, on zero forty eight
And now we got nowhere left to hide
Are we sick inside and if we don't tell the truth?
Could I love someone like you?
Is it me?
You're my zero forty-three
Speak to me love the language of trust
Burn this distance in between our
Lives clarified in black paradise
I'll draw you back to me in second sight
The clouds are coming over me is this the hour of death?
They're looking back at me and I can barely draw out a breath
I'm just addicted to the chaos and all it's side effects
Too late, too late, we're gone without a trace
Now we've nowhere left to hide
Are we sick inside, inside?
And if we don't tell the truth
Could I love someone like you?
Is it me?
You're my zero forty-three
Credits
Writer(s): Hana Piranha, Garry Mitchell, Mishkin Fitzgerald, Simon Justin Field, Milene Corinne Andree Letertre
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