
歌词
[Intro] [Verse] (Yeah, it's on... okay) Blue screen glow on chipped wood Message count I misunderstood Sixteen threads of "Hey, you there?" Static hanging in the air Half-empty cans on the side Nowhere left for me to hide Dust is settling on the kit I can't seem to finish it [Pre-Chorus] The Rhodes is warping in the heat I’m tripping over my own feet The record crackles like a flame I’m the only one to blame [Chorus] Unbuilt wings on the bedroom floor I don't open that drawer no more Ghosting me like a phantom limb Blue light making the vision dim Model kits with the glue dried out That's what this is all about Unread texts in a digital pile I haven't seen you in a while [Verse] Hoarding words you never said Plastic planes inside my head Five bucks for a thrift store box While the neighbor’s deadbolt locks Checking for a pulse in chat Like a wing that’s looking flat Funny waiting for a buzz Where a solid friendship was Joke inside a stained-up sleeve Waiting for you to achieve Such a perfect, clean-cut break I’m just debris in your wake [Post-Chorus] (Slurred) Yeah, just debris That is me Can't you see? Let it be [Breakdown] The music box is off the beat I feel the cold beneath my seat The tape hiss swallows every sound I’m buried deep beneath the ground [Bridge] The glue turned to stone I'm sitting here alone The paint starts to flake My heart's a mistake Gray plastic in the room Sealing up this little tomb Model planes that never fly Just like every single lie [Chorus] Unbuilt wings on the bedroom floor I don't open that drawer no more Ghosting me like a phantom limb Blue light making the vision dim Model kits with the glue dried out That's what this is all about Unread texts in a digital pile I haven't seen you in a while [Outro]
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