Headspace
There's a portrait in the planter
And it calls out to my disaster
Guess its a good time to set down the paint
Come closer to me my dear
And ill surely disappear
Out the window lord shackle me down to the floor
Came at he as a poet
But Poes bastard came flowing
Aint nobody got time for that
As the tree grows from your shower
And it calls me a coward
Hell it aint got no space left in its bed
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Don't tell no tall tales
They told me to talk true
That's why I'm not writing songs
Don't eat no bedframes
It'll take all your headspace
Then you'll hate being along for the road
Oh darling oh darling
I'm not mad I'm just lost
In the grace of it all
Oh darling oh darling
I'm not mad I'm just lost
In the grace of it all
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Come find me come find me
Slowly reminding you
Why everything's fallen apart
Once again
And it calls out to my disaster
Guess its a good time to set down the paint
Come closer to me my dear
And ill surely disappear
Out the window lord shackle me down to the floor
Came at he as a poet
But Poes bastard came flowing
Aint nobody got time for that
As the tree grows from your shower
And it calls me a coward
Hell it aint got no space left in its bed
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Don't tell no tall tales
They told me to talk true
That's why I'm not writing songs
Don't eat no bedframes
It'll take all your headspace
Then you'll hate being along for the road
Oh darling oh darling
I'm not mad I'm just lost
In the grace of it all
Oh darling oh darling
I'm not mad I'm just lost
In the grace of it all
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me dear
Come wither away with me
Or is it morbid Ideas and Blasphemous themes that
Take from your peace
Come find me come find me
Slowly reminding you
Why everything's fallen apart
Once again
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Flynn
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