Dumb Melancholy
Fit together just to fall apart
I'm afraid she's telling the truth this time
After all, it's not your fault
Just a coincidence, a little bump on the head
I wouldn't blame you for thinking it's a silent movie
Nothing makes sense when you're not with me
Dumb melancholy, you'll take off the runway and leave me
Dumb melancholy, it's not deaf, it's not blind, it just likes to hide all of the time
Don't breathe, don't say a word
Just seethe, paint yourself into a bustling world
What can you see, a trail of dead ends and empty possibilities
Don't look at me, look away, look away, look away, look away
Before I catch another glance and a hint of your perfume
Your structure and appearance, how do you do it
Dumb melancholy, you can't feel it, crawling slowly
Dumb melancholy, it's not deaf, it's not blind, it just likes to lie all of the time
But what if you change your mind
It isn't really your problem, just mine
I don't understand all the stress
I should be at my very best
Dumb melancholy, I feel its breath, calling to me
Dumb melancholy, it's not deaf, it's not blind
I'm afraid she's telling the truth this time
After all, it's not your fault
Just a coincidence, a little bump on the head
I wouldn't blame you for thinking it's a silent movie
Nothing makes sense when you're not with me
Dumb melancholy, you'll take off the runway and leave me
Dumb melancholy, it's not deaf, it's not blind, it just likes to hide all of the time
Don't breathe, don't say a word
Just seethe, paint yourself into a bustling world
What can you see, a trail of dead ends and empty possibilities
Don't look at me, look away, look away, look away, look away
Before I catch another glance and a hint of your perfume
Your structure and appearance, how do you do it
Dumb melancholy, you can't feel it, crawling slowly
Dumb melancholy, it's not deaf, it's not blind, it just likes to lie all of the time
But what if you change your mind
It isn't really your problem, just mine
I don't understand all the stress
I should be at my very best
Dumb melancholy, I feel its breath, calling to me
Dumb melancholy, it's not deaf, it's not blind
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Writer(s): Arlo Moses
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