Lyrics Other - Sister Crayon

Other, neglect can be a very heavy thing
With it's rises
It's rising
Other, I feel it's losing
It's color
It's coloring

Give me good news,
Some holy penchant
Linger in subtle doses
Where I've been intimate

Not this dreary shit,
Odd examples
Not this dreary shit,
Odd examples

Same standstill, same windowsill
That old familiar bedroom tale
Where we can hold
Same standstill, same windowsill
That old familiar bedroom tale
Where we can hold

Give us good news,
Some holy penchant
Linger in subtle doses
Where i've been intimate

Not this dreary shit
Odd examples
Not this dreary shit,
Odd examples
Not this dreary shit,
Odd examples

Same standstill, same windowsill
That old familiar bedroom tale
Where we can hold our own
Same standstill, same windowsill
That old familiar failure tale
Where we can hold our own

Give us good news,
Some holy penchant
Linger in subtle doses
Where i've been intimate

Not this dreary shit
Odd examples
Not this dreary shit
Odd examples
Not this dreary shit
Odd examples

Sometimes, I wish it all would be the same