Going Nowhere

if we ran away could i land on yesterday
is there room to breathe underneath tricks up your sleeve

going nowhere, nowhere fast
beating nothing, nothing lasts

the bitter taste of cleaning your face with my tongue
the tail i chase to a place we're always young
if i'm borderline will you still stand close behind
a quiet mind is something i won't ever find

going nowhere, nowhere fast
leaving no trace, of my past

should i feed the lips that bit off my fingertips
with a sloppy kiss you slap regrets on my wrist

said i have some more fire and oil, infertile soil
i'm the burly roots growing round your ---

going nowhere, nowhere fast
keeping first place close to last

your one disguise cannibalize me in your thighs
can I throw away the killer and still be okay



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Paneccasio, Brian Aiken, Austin Fisher, Quinn Walker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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