paroles de chanson Your Arm. My Arm. Our Arm. - Nonfiction

Last night I dreamt
I had your perfect teeth
Now I brush so hard I bleed
My bitter gums
Are blaming you for everything
Thought I'd be your phantom limb
That missing thing you need
Something absent you can squeeze
As if it's real
Can't even get you to look at me

Don't leave me alone
Don't leave me all alone
You can come together as
I pull apart
You can be the light and I'll
Get used to the dark

Wanna climb into your mirror box
Through your eye

You-shaped empty space
The more you fill it up
The deeper it goes
Come on and iron me out
Won't you come on and iron me out
Wanted to live in your head til I locked myself in

Wanna climb into your mirror box
Through your eye