pockets full of rocks (feat. Mallrat & Emerson Leif)
Though I try to stop
I still love you lots
And I'm getting lost
In the lining of your dress
And the silk is soft
Pockets full of the rocks
And the brakes are off
And then I'm lying on your chest
We get like this sometimes
I know it's already been fine
I get like this sometimes
This usually works out fine
Trying to catch you every time
I guess I think too much
And I probably owe a little more time than what I've done
Guess I think too much
Guess I think too much
Trying to catch you
Every time I guess I think too much
And I probably owe a little more time than what I've done
Well I know you're smart
Knew it from the start
Pushing trolley carts
And climbing fences in my dress
Now the music stopped
And the milk is off
And the brakes are off
Then I'm lying to your friends
We get like this sometimes
I know it's already been fine
I get like this sometimes
This usually works out fine
Trying to catch you
Every time I guess I think too much
And I probably owe a little more time than what I've done
Think too much
I guess I think too much
Said now I'm in the wrong
I know where you belong
You'll find me in the pond
I held my breath so long
I held my breath so long
I still love you lots
And I'm getting lost
In the lining of your dress
And the silk is soft
Pockets full of the rocks
And the brakes are off
And then I'm lying on your chest
We get like this sometimes
I know it's already been fine
I get like this sometimes
This usually works out fine
Trying to catch you every time
I guess I think too much
And I probably owe a little more time than what I've done
Guess I think too much
Guess I think too much
Trying to catch you
Every time I guess I think too much
And I probably owe a little more time than what I've done
Well I know you're smart
Knew it from the start
Pushing trolley carts
And climbing fences in my dress
Now the music stopped
And the milk is off
And the brakes are off
Then I'm lying to your friends
We get like this sometimes
I know it's already been fine
I get like this sometimes
This usually works out fine
Trying to catch you
Every time I guess I think too much
And I probably owe a little more time than what I've done
Think too much
I guess I think too much
Said now I'm in the wrong
I know where you belong
You'll find me in the pond
I held my breath so long
I held my breath so long
Credits
Writer(s): Max Byrne, Rutger Van Woudenberg, Grace Shaw, Caleb John Hodges, Gabriel Strum
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