Fold
Everyone's afraid 'til they're high on the weekends
Everyone's a slave to the fire of the sun
I've been looking back hoping to go forward
I've been clinging on to the said-and-done
And patience is a mire I get caught in the feelings
My virtues are alright but I don't really need them
I've been looking back hoping to go forward
Filling all the gaps with a gentle sway
The signals are alight for a hunger to need them
The treasures are all mine if I know how to feed them
I've been hanging out with the walls and the ceiling
I've been holding up here on my own
Silence when my fingers stall
Violence when my patience falls
And I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
Everyone's afraid 'til they're high on the weekends
Everyone's a slave to the fire of the sun
I've been looking back hoping to go forward
I've been clinging on to the said and done
And magic is a lie that they tell on the TV
But curses are alive in my head and my bones
Taking cover hoping they don't see me
Taking cover hoping they don't know
Prison is alright if you never leave it
Prison is alright if that's all you know
I've been hanging out with the walls and the ceiling
I've been holding up here on my own
Silence when my fingers stall
Violence when my patience falls
And I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
Everyone's a slave to the fire of the sun
I've been looking back hoping to go forward
I've been clinging on to the said-and-done
And patience is a mire I get caught in the feelings
My virtues are alright but I don't really need them
I've been looking back hoping to go forward
Filling all the gaps with a gentle sway
The signals are alight for a hunger to need them
The treasures are all mine if I know how to feed them
I've been hanging out with the walls and the ceiling
I've been holding up here on my own
Silence when my fingers stall
Violence when my patience falls
And I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
Everyone's afraid 'til they're high on the weekends
Everyone's a slave to the fire of the sun
I've been looking back hoping to go forward
I've been clinging on to the said and done
And magic is a lie that they tell on the TV
But curses are alive in my head and my bones
Taking cover hoping they don't see me
Taking cover hoping they don't know
Prison is alright if you never leave it
Prison is alright if that's all you know
I've been hanging out with the walls and the ceiling
I've been holding up here on my own
Silence when my fingers stall
Violence when my patience falls
And I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
I'm feeling all my feelings
If that's the way you're dealing then I fold
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Writer(s): Thomas Iansek
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