I can feel your eyes
Digging holes through the back of my skull
No reason to hide
When everybody is going to hell
I don’t believe you’re shy
I can hear your thoughts I can read your mind
What I found inside
Makes me want to leave it all behind
All I really want is to get next to you, get next to you
I take a deep breath
My thoughts are heavy and the air is thick
There’s a hanging smoke silhouette
Clinging to the curls in your long, long hair
Vibrations feel sticky
Pulling us closer and closer together
To a point where we’re clutching on
And teasing out a piece of heaven
All I really want is to get next to you get next to you
All I, All I really really want
Is to get next to you, get next to you
I can feel your eyes
Digging holes through the back of my skull
No reason to hide
When everybody is going to hell
I don’t believe you’re shy
I can hear your thoughts I can read your mind
What I found inside
Makes me want to leave it
Makes me want to leave it
Makes me want to leave it