Maroon Sweater

Is it my fault
I never speak and I'm lonesome
Even if want sumthin'
I'd rather run

Tying our fingers up in a broken thread
Shallow smaller talks on the new set trends
How's your life man, yeah how's it been
Get to the bitter part where I lose my friends
Steady stagnant on a new breed cringe
Hollow food is really all I binge
And I'm sick

Filled with salt
Ain't it obvious I don't want to talk
But maybe then again I've been
Starved for bonds
At a lame ass cost and I
Never do my best to make 'em stay
We split and the end's always the same

Hold my frail tongue
I ain't saying shit
Speak from a distance

Never thought that I would see
The hand outstretched in light
Terra-forming every feeling
Spilling from the eyes of the child

Don't use your Novocaine smile on me
I know your dosage, it's never weak
We'll just keep selling these quicksilver dreams
Speaking my mind gets so tiring

Cackling prick
I'm losing the truth in my head again
Thinking I'll slip
I'm fucking over the shame
I'm not exhausted
I just want time in my shell
It's in pieces due to leeches
They left an iron clot smell
And burn hole in my carpet

Let's just say I'm all
Bent in shape for nothing
Study quick to my walk
Til you find your way back down
Let's say I'm all
Bent in shape for nothing
Study quick to my walk

Look I've been holding back my tongue
And I've been giving all my worth
And you've been holding back for what
Will you just let me have my turn

Tie our fingers up in a broken thread
Shallow small talks on the new set trends
How's your life man, yeah how's it been
Get to the bitter part where I lose my friends



Credits
Writer(s): Jaquan Christian
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