You make things feel tragic, tragic
I’m stuck in this fabric, this fabric
I’ll say I want to go, you’re fast or too slow
Bottom line, you just feel my tempo
And I’m teeming, I’m screaming
Your breath is a tower, a tower
It rises like pallor, I pallor.
But really why the rush, we just smash down to dust
Without foundation there nothing we can build up
But I’m teeming, I’m screaming
The air is gone from our room, I’m done dreaming
You make things feel tragic
I’m stuck in your fabric, your fabric
And I’m teeming, I’m screaming
The air it’s gone from our room, I’m done dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, you make it tragic
You make things feel tragic, you make me feel tragic
I’m stuck in this fabric, this fabric
I’ll say I want to go, you’re fast or too slow
Bottom line, you just feel my tempo
It rises like pallor, I pallor.
But really why the rush, we just smash down to dust
Without foundation there nothing we can build up
The air is gone from our room, I’m done dreaming
I’m stuck in your fabric, your fabric
The air it’s gone from our room, I’m done dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming, you make it tragic
You make things feel tragic, you make me feel tragic
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