Lens
Car alarms in echo park
And birds to will the day
My perfect hiding place
Where no one knows
Your name
Been growing in the space
Try not to imagine what you'd say
If you saw the views
Stand directly under sun 'til my shadow disappears
Can't believe it's been a year since seeing your face, it's crazy
By now this shouldn't phase me
Don't wanna hear your name in every room
Still I always do
Do you
Do you
Feel me intrude
Cuz time no longer comes to my defence
(But it's) still hard not to see things through your lens
Out of the blue
You're like the moon
And in my pocket, still got your two cents
So hard not to see things through your lens
Diamond toothed in cowboy boots
Straight out of a screen
A full time fever dream
I know you'd laugh, make a joke of it
Say something inappropriate
Still get the urge to call and share the news
But I never do
Do you
Do you
Feel me intrude
Cuz time no longer comes to my defence
(But it's) still hard not to see things through your lens
Out of the blue
You're like the moon
And in my pocket, still got your two cents
So hard not to see things through your lens
And birds to will the day
My perfect hiding place
Where no one knows
Your name
Been growing in the space
Try not to imagine what you'd say
If you saw the views
Stand directly under sun 'til my shadow disappears
Can't believe it's been a year since seeing your face, it's crazy
By now this shouldn't phase me
Don't wanna hear your name in every room
Still I always do
Do you
Do you
Feel me intrude
Cuz time no longer comes to my defence
(But it's) still hard not to see things through your lens
Out of the blue
You're like the moon
And in my pocket, still got your two cents
So hard not to see things through your lens
Diamond toothed in cowboy boots
Straight out of a screen
A full time fever dream
I know you'd laugh, make a joke of it
Say something inappropriate
Still get the urge to call and share the news
But I never do
Do you
Do you
Feel me intrude
Cuz time no longer comes to my defence
(But it's) still hard not to see things through your lens
Out of the blue
You're like the moon
And in my pocket, still got your two cents
So hard not to see things through your lens
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Writer(s): Devan Glover, Jack Rochon
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