Every Other Dream
Heads on fire, feels just
Like a nuclear war
Splitting every atom
We are made up of
To build a bomb
That breaks our heart
I never thought that
I could feel so torn apart
I'm running off, you're running off
We're running off to come back around
Down at the bottom
Where are you?
Still so scared of being bored?
And I keep on walking, haunted!
But won't get pulled out of the storm
And I keep on dying every other dream
Fade out, Love bites make me hear
These ticks and tocks
Honey your whole body tends to light me up
Splitting every atom we are made up of
Just to get so close our hearts could touch
I never thought that it would feel not close enough
I'm running off, you're running off
We're running off to come back around
Down at the bottom
Where are you?
Still so scared of being bored?
And I keep on walking, haunted
But won't get pulled out of the storm
And I keep on dying, my mind makes it
So hard to leave the floor
And you know I never thought
That I could feel like that
(Instrumental)
Down at the bottom
Where are you?
Still so scared of being bored?
And I keep on walking, haunted!
But won't get pulled out of the storm
I keep on dying, my mind makes it
So hard to leave the floor
And you know I never thought
That I could feel like that
Like a nuclear war
Splitting every atom
We are made up of
To build a bomb
That breaks our heart
I never thought that
I could feel so torn apart
I'm running off, you're running off
We're running off to come back around
Down at the bottom
Where are you?
Still so scared of being bored?
And I keep on walking, haunted!
But won't get pulled out of the storm
And I keep on dying every other dream
Fade out, Love bites make me hear
These ticks and tocks
Honey your whole body tends to light me up
Splitting every atom we are made up of
Just to get so close our hearts could touch
I never thought that it would feel not close enough
I'm running off, you're running off
We're running off to come back around
Down at the bottom
Where are you?
Still so scared of being bored?
And I keep on walking, haunted
But won't get pulled out of the storm
And I keep on dying, my mind makes it
So hard to leave the floor
And you know I never thought
That I could feel like that
(Instrumental)
Down at the bottom
Where are you?
Still so scared of being bored?
And I keep on walking, haunted!
But won't get pulled out of the storm
I keep on dying, my mind makes it
So hard to leave the floor
And you know I never thought
That I could feel like that
Credits
Writer(s): Elias Weber, Maximilian Jännerwein, Pete Fosca Jr., Samuel Gestrich
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