I'm Serious
They asked me if I was joking
As I was still sounding out the name
And the pity was an avalanche yet never spoken
That carved a cavern filled with shame
Oh, am I drowning in your moonlight?
Rose petals and red wine
Am I disfigured in the echoes of your expectations?
I see them shimmer in your eyes
I live between oranges and blues
I steady my arrow and shoot
And how many aces up my sleeve will it take for you to take me seriously
Don't wanna be left in the dust
I'm serious
I'll never hear the beauty of a siren song
So I have to write my own
But I can hear the constant chatter of their melodies
And other things I'll never know
Like a parasite, perception is a danger
The fear of it is slowly killing me
And I'll be fine but I've been grappling with aftermaths
At least in some sense I am free
I live between oranges and blues
I steady my arrow and shoot
And how many aces up my sleeve will it take for you to take me seriously
Don't wanna be left in the dust
And your words are like sulfur in my lungs
As I'm breathing them in, oh, one by one
There's a ring on the phone
Tell me I'm gonna die alone
I mean, yeah, that's the idea
I live between oranges and blues
I steady my arrow and shoot
And how many aces up my sleeve will it take for you to take me seriously
Don't wanna be left in the dust
I'm serious
As I was still sounding out the name
And the pity was an avalanche yet never spoken
That carved a cavern filled with shame
Oh, am I drowning in your moonlight?
Rose petals and red wine
Am I disfigured in the echoes of your expectations?
I see them shimmer in your eyes
I live between oranges and blues
I steady my arrow and shoot
And how many aces up my sleeve will it take for you to take me seriously
Don't wanna be left in the dust
I'm serious
I'll never hear the beauty of a siren song
So I have to write my own
But I can hear the constant chatter of their melodies
And other things I'll never know
Like a parasite, perception is a danger
The fear of it is slowly killing me
And I'll be fine but I've been grappling with aftermaths
At least in some sense I am free
I live between oranges and blues
I steady my arrow and shoot
And how many aces up my sleeve will it take for you to take me seriously
Don't wanna be left in the dust
And your words are like sulfur in my lungs
As I'm breathing them in, oh, one by one
There's a ring on the phone
Tell me I'm gonna die alone
I mean, yeah, that's the idea
I live between oranges and blues
I steady my arrow and shoot
And how many aces up my sleeve will it take for you to take me seriously
Don't wanna be left in the dust
I'm serious
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Writer(s): Anna Turner
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