Foxes

Sometimes I wanna think about myself
A bag of candy makes one too many
I wish that dawn was all about myself
Baby on my dome and I've done all on my own

So I pick it up always to go
Do you really wanna know?
Cog in iridescence
I just made some messes
I just wanna thank myself

Gay and simple way where dairy paved the way
Dog problems, born in a blaze
Stationed glitter on my eye
The way I think about your thighs
Where sitter thinks I'm poker thinks I'm everything

Sometimes I wanna think about myself
I hate the feel of your grit
Yeah my soul's a stone cold pit
Sometimes I wanna pack my things and run
Don't care for broken hearts
Fuck that "until death do us part"
I just wanna be your worst regret

I've been swimming through this tar
Tap on ill-fated jars
You're out of roses now
All that's left are frozen vows

So I pick it up always to go
Do you really wanna know?
Cognitive dissonance
I'm so sick of second-guesses
I just wanna thank myself

Don't make my day
I'm far gone already
Dog-gone crazy
You'll never hold me steady

Arbitrarily off my mind
An obituary for lack of time
You'd think I'm losing it
But I'm only losing your chains



Credits
Writer(s): Carina Dumais
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