Boxes

Its 4 in the morning and I tend to get in a mood
If i lift my elbow then everything's easier to do
She looks from afar, I feel a heatwave
We're starting to talk in the distance
Our eyes were just screaming
Then for whatever reason

A shoulder touch
She turns around
Somebody else is gazing now
They walk away
Into the crowd
The whole scenario faded out

I keep my secrets in Boxes like nobody knew
I stop and assess every aspect inside of the room
The food is intact
The glass has been lacking the ice that it needs
For an hour and a half
And I can't seem to tap into a different obsession
I'm loosing the fight, I'm taking a dive

Cold as I may appear I used to turn fear into my obsession
Cold as I may appear I used to turn fear into my obsession
Cold as I may appear I used to turn fear into my obsession
Cold as I may appear I used to turn fear



Credits
Writer(s): Juan Cruz Borrero
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