Trauma

Our bodies are burning like gasoline
And your skin turns colours that I've never seen
I've been told you're poison
But right now I see no reason why I should go

You're about to lose your nose in something else

You know (darling)
I've been (tripping)
Watch me (surfing)
She got me (turning)
I'm falling
Called you (so much)
Please, please (call back)
I'll see (your dreams) one night (maybe)
If you (put your sun in the dark)
I have (trauma)
You know (can't sleep)

Ayy, let me be the bandage for your nursing
If you a planet then I'm an earthling
Wonder if I can settle and take off my mask
And breathe with my lungs without them bursting
Are you real or are you rehearsing?
I'm in my feels, you're in purse
And looking poison who dab it first

Put the chemical down
I could be your catalyst as a damaged person
I don't know if you feel cold
But I got something warm still rolled
If you playing games man will fold
What's a fake car on a real road?
That's facts

You're holding lies, that's facts, yeah
It's in your eyes, that's facts
We ain't got a clue, that's factual
But we on the move, that's trackable
Your lips are rouge, that's tactical
No games no more
Fuck bat and ball

Do you feel me? Or does it feel rude?
Does love heal or make real wounds?
These teal scenes when I feel blue
Make-believe or a real mood?
Pussy is a kwaylu
Love blinds in the shade boo
Let's build a house or take room, just make your move

Darling
Tripping
Surfing
Turning
I'm falling
So much
Call back (just make a move, yeah)
Your dreams, maybe
Put your sun in the dark
Trauma
Can't sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Louis James Butler, Brice Rivallin
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