Worthy Winter
The same patterns in my nightmares
Wake up and hear the birds still screaming
I was sleeping in the backyard waiting for you
Waiting for you, I'm waiting for you
Couldn't tell what you were saying
Crumpled up your voice and played it like a guitar
Were you never really there?
Were you never really there?
Was there a hole in my chest?
Are my lungs just blowing back the tar in my flesh?
Was it ever really there?
Are you playing a game?
I was warned not to stray too far in my sleep
Now I'm floating away
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this feeling
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this, trust this feeling
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
I took the wrong pill
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
My ego's strong baby, can't be beat
Hang it up, slowly cut a sliver of luck
I never knew I was throwing up in sock puppets
Scrape the butt, get your nut, covered in smut
So what's up, are you still obsessed with human sockets?
Put your hands in both pockets
Put your hands in both pockets
Move 'em all around until you find yourself another partner
Put your hands in both pockets
Put your hands in both pockets
Move 'em all around until you find yourself another partner
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this feeling
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this, trust this feeling
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
I took the wrong pill
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
My ego's strong baby, can't be beat
Can't be beat
Can't be beat
Oh no, pick up beat, the time is losing feeling
Oh no, switch your feet, I think it's hunting season
Low, low, from the deep, a different kind of demon
Time to climb and wake up from all your tired reasons
Oh no, pick up beat, the time is losing feeling
Oh no, switch your feet, I think it's hunting season
Low, low, from the deep, a different kind of demon
Time to climb and wake up from all your tired reasons
Wake up and hear the birds still screaming
I was sleeping in the backyard waiting for you
Waiting for you, I'm waiting for you
Couldn't tell what you were saying
Crumpled up your voice and played it like a guitar
Were you never really there?
Were you never really there?
Was there a hole in my chest?
Are my lungs just blowing back the tar in my flesh?
Was it ever really there?
Are you playing a game?
I was warned not to stray too far in my sleep
Now I'm floating away
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this feeling
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this, trust this feeling
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
I took the wrong pill
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
My ego's strong baby, can't be beat
Hang it up, slowly cut a sliver of luck
I never knew I was throwing up in sock puppets
Scrape the butt, get your nut, covered in smut
So what's up, are you still obsessed with human sockets?
Put your hands in both pockets
Put your hands in both pockets
Move 'em all around until you find yourself another partner
Put your hands in both pockets
Put your hands in both pockets
Move 'em all around until you find yourself another partner
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this feeling
Beam me up
Don't mess with me
Can't give in
Don't trust this, trust this feeling
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
I took the wrong pill
Is it fear?
Gripping me
In my chest
My ego's strong baby, can't be beat
Can't be beat
Can't be beat
Oh no, pick up beat, the time is losing feeling
Oh no, switch your feet, I think it's hunting season
Low, low, from the deep, a different kind of demon
Time to climb and wake up from all your tired reasons
Oh no, pick up beat, the time is losing feeling
Oh no, switch your feet, I think it's hunting season
Low, low, from the deep, a different kind of demon
Time to climb and wake up from all your tired reasons
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Writer(s): London Van Rooy
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