| [00:15] |
Rose-colored glasses, they couldn't shield anything |
| [00:23] |
Golden flames that burned, but couldn't heal me from within |
| [00:30] |
Disperse the heat, let the cold sweep in, oh |
| [00:37] |
Burst in languid light, as my head and body spin |
| [00:45] |
When your skin doesn't feel like home, oh |
| [00:52] |
And I don't wanna break down and feel alone, oh oh oh |
| [01:00] |
This body only knows, oh |
| [01:07] |
How to hold back more than it shows, oh oh oh |
| [01:18] |
A superstition, that found itself in the way |
| [01:26] |
Of a freed premonition, that could've helped me escape |
| [01:31] |
It's the wrong kind of victory, disguised as a breakthrough |
| [01:40] |
It's hard when nothing, fits like it used to |
| [01:48] |
When your skin doesn't feel like home, oh |
| [01:55] |
And I don't wanna break down and feel alone, oh oh oh |
| [02:03] |
This body only knows, oh |
| [02:11] |
How to hold back more than it shows, oh oh oh |
| [02:16] |
Hairs on my hand, stand on end |
| [02:20] |
The spine of this truth, repel and suspend |
| [02:24] |
Act like bars, but should help me transcend |
| [02:31] |
Hairs on my hand, stand on end |
| [02:35] |
The spine of this truth, like cracks in the wind |
| [02:39] |
Act like birds, but should help me transcend |
| [02:47] |
When your skin doesn't feel like home, oh |
| [02:55] |
And I don't wanna break down and feel alone, oh oh oh |
| [03:02] |
This body only knows, oh |
| [03:09] |
How to hold back more than it shows, oh oh oh |
