Attention

I'm dragging the drapes back from the windows
and that bone warmth is soaking into my skin
and dashing through that gold and green
yeah feeling the rush of my heartbeat

yeah you've got my attention
these years slipping by
and I'm ready to listen

cause in the end everybody dies
so fuck it let's live life

and isn't poetic thinking of death in the fall
The seasons echoing my mood
So call me Huxlian
yeah call me blue
well I can hear that soft hum of finity too
been doing what I love just to do it 'cause
well in the end no one's going to remember me

yeah you've got my attention
these years slipping by
and I'm ready to listen

cause in the end everybody dies
so fuck it let's live life

ooh oh oh oh
ooh oh oh oh

yeah you've got my attention
that checkered paper falling off the walls
and should I be scared of the subtle counting down
or is it weirder that I'm not
yeah you've got my attention
these years slipping by
and I'm ready to listen

cause in the end everybody dies
so fuck it let's live life



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Departee, David Garcia, Christopher Stevens
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