Static

And its actually real
I focused on your shoes
Don't know where you're going
I hope you didn't notice
Cause I am a fool
When it comes to you

It's all crowded
And there's static in his lungs
Needed an anchor to pull us down
To where we came from

As always you've got deadlines
An ounce of life tucked in your bag
Hidden under clicks and wheels
For once go find a soul to fill your heart

No death here
No changes take place
One new task
Perfectly planned
Everything is safe

It's all crowded
And there's static in his lungs
Needed an anchor to pull us down
To where we came from
Your Wispy hair
And Furrowed brow
Your Thinking of home
And wanting alone
It's all crowded
And there's static in his lungs
Needed an anchor to pull us down
To where we came from
Your Wispy hair
And Furrowed brow
Your Thinking of home
And wanting alone



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Hiett
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