The Killer

You're my fallen dreams
Sleepless nights, and headaches to
You're the one who's going to kill me

Walking in circles
I'm a slave for your attention
All I am is in your hands again

There's nothing on the TV to kill my time
I need something quick to ease my mind
My foolish brain is playing games and killing me tonight

I'm way too slow to follow you dancing
I'm clinging over the echoes to fall and remember

I saw forever
In the wake of all endeavors
But I kept living in the pace of a moment

Imposter syndrome around you
Why do I feel so stupid all the time?
It's your eyes
Your skin
Your hair
Your thighs
It's your everything

I'm way too slow to follow you dancing
I'm clinging over the echoes to fall and remember
That I know your jazz and I hear when you're lying
But it all goes on over and over

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Cause I feel so stupid thinking about you
All the time, all the time, all the time

There is nothing on the TV to kill my time
I need something quick to ease my mind
My understimulated brain is killing me tonight

I'm way too slow to follow you dancing
I'm clinging over the echoes to fall and remember
That I know your jazz and I hear when you're lying
But it all goes on over and over

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Caught in a trauma
Washed ashore in your opened mind
You're the one who's going to kill me