Head on the ceiling
Pretend it's the real thing
But I can say no to this warm fuzzy feeling
I have
Peeling the wallpaper off with my head
Draining my stomach of things that I've read
Feet touching barely
Heights never scared me
If you ever beat me I'd let you win fairly
And I'm
Not gonna walk there because it's too cold
Empty my legs of the things I've been told
And I just let gravity
Do what it wants with me
I thought I had to
I always had you
But now there's a list that I probably won't add to
And I wish I can stay like this more of the time
Stuff up my ears with the things that I find
But I just let gravity
Do what it wants with me
credits
from distant violence of the sun EP,
released December 19, 2019
robin: vocals, lead guitar, drums, drum machine
ally: vocals
chris: rhythm guitar
spencer: bass guitar
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