Tornadoes

Flowers wilt as I walk past
My demeanor carves a path
A glare suited for the storm
Train of thought staving off the warmth
The mirror's been looking strange
Something ugly something deranged
(Meets your gaze)
Wishing I could be four feet tall
When it all seemed so possible

Living inside of tornadoes
Let it swirl then let it implode (Oh no)
A sky lived inside those eyes
Now I'm chasing the salesmans' high

It's a long night ahead
Coming home to an empty bed
Another way of saying mistake
Synonym for a rainy day

Living inside of tornadoes
Let it swirl then let it implode (Oh no)
A sky lived inside those eyes
Now I'm chasing the salesmans' high

Living inside of tornadoes
Let it swirl then let it implode (Oh no)
A sky lived inside those eyes
Now I'm chasing the salesmans' high
Living inside of tornadoes
Let it swirl then let it implode (Oh no)
A sky lived inside those eyes
Now I'm chasing the salesmans' high



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Concors, Kenneth Milley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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