The Triangular Staring Contest

Triangle tangled up in a sitting room
With chairs stacked up on asbestos floors
Unemployed eyes catch in the iris
And I shrink back into my shoulders

Fogging up my face in the mirror
So that you can't see me turn gears anymore
'Cause I can see myself, feel myself falling in love with you
I can feel that clutch, feel that resistance breaking through

Blonde black cobwebs in my hair
Spreading through the pores in my face
Why don't I lounge back, enjoy my preview
Instead, my clammy hands shake, red-dyed view

But I won't let go of it, no matter what it is I feel
I won't let go until it's over

Fogging up my face in the mirror
So that you can't see me turn gears anymore
'Cause I can see myself, feel myself falling in love with you
I can feel that clutch, feel that resistance breaking through

And I want to ponder
I don't want it harder
I don't want to wonder, I want to know

And I won't let go of it, no matter what it is I feel
I won't let go until I know it

I won't let go of it
I won't let go of it
I won't let go of it
I won't let it go



Credits
Writer(s): Darcy Milligan
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