Lyrics

Its just a feeling that you get Im not around And its hard to breathe And as im falling off the hinges Falling out Between you and me Walking through the tall grass of los angeles Eating my burrito Under the chemical sunset Thinking of my potbellied future Will i be happy? Will i be rich? Ill be sitting by the tub in a white towel Drawing the hottest bath imaginable Will we be wiping steam off the mirror Seeing our younger selves? Or just covered in vines? Im pretty sure im a kind of collection of things Scattered throughout the backyard Under the moon Pulling weirdo slow dance moves Maybe always losing it a little I am ashamed to believe in myself! Its just a feeling that you get Im not around And its hard to breathe And as im falling off the hinges Falling out Between you and me