Videoscreen

I left her things right where they were on the floor on my knees
Praying to a video screen till my eyes turn red
(Like a wildfire in the valley)

I see slow motion these days
No cigarette on my bed
I know I can shapeshift someday
And break out of my head

Digital nostalgia
I kept her picture in a portrait lock
Her fingerprint and everything still works on the dot
She pops up all over on my cam roll since October of 2016
I was 19
New kid on the campus.
Transfer and I landed From the prairie state
She never saw the half of it
I never kicked the habit of
Pushing, pulling myself ahead
I wish I'd stop trying to be who I think you want me to be

Flashes of your eyes pressed into my mind
Every moment, every memory on these video screens
I can feel you, I can touch you if I don't look away

I could reach out but you won't be on the other side anyways.



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Wang, Cyrus Alan Elia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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