The square is emptying
The square is empty and silent
On a Monday night
You feel the rhythm of the routines
The week goes on and on and on and on and on
My washing hangs to dry
I left here only once, today, for food
My phone vibrates, my only companion
Last night
I walk at 5AM
Along the water was still
And the lights of the street with the cold night air
I felt so good
(The square is emptying)
(The square is empty and silent)
But like I was missing something, a drug (on a Monday night)

What did your dad say about me again?
He said I looked unwell

The water was so still
I could swear it spoke
And a lot of these British films are only shot in one or two rooms
This one is so real

It was so real
I could smell you in my dreams
I can feel the tight jacket details of the floral
Black place that stretch between cold thighs
In reality, I
Was so alone, heartbroken, this bedroom motel will not (stay small?)
Empty stomach, Snickers bar
The next day I walk for miles
Cold alone
Around the lake
And when you called
I took my bags and it started to rain
What'd your dad say about me again?
He said I looked unwell

The witch dreams
The gates are yet to open
The gates are yet to open
And we'll survive together through thick and thin
And if I die
Don't search for me
To be misunderstood
We don't have to be
We don't need understanding between it all
And what we feel
The gates are yet to open

What'd your dad say about me again?
He said I looked unwell
He said I looked unwell

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