Pretty Song

Turning round, I'm bending circles
Borrowing time and spending my internals
Sieving through the pageantry
Then that scythe cuts through the numbness
Slicing with an ease so terrifying
I can't help but to unfreeze

Cause someday
Oh someday
What if I continue spinning
Locked in orbit?

It's gonna take a lot more than a
Pretty song with washed up words to
Chip away at the layers building up
It's gonna take a lot more than a
Pretty chorus playing on some headphones
To expose the damage done

Suddenly things look much better
I tidy up
I want to go outside
There's people that I try to see
I don't think this can be explained
One minute I am flying through the air
Next minute
Sinking in the sea

Someday
Oh someday
What if my rigor vitae never leaves?
I'll be a freeze frame
Dead hamster on a tumbling wheel
It never squeaks

It's gonna take a lot more than a
Pretty song with washed up words to
Chip away at the layers building up
It's gonna take a lot more than a
Pretty chorus playing on some speakers
To expose the damage done



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Gordon-potts
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