Runnin' ft. ScHoolboy Q

My Ecstasy

old man

the words:

shiver down my spine as you walk out
the mirror's broken since you came about
now i don't remember how it is to feel complete

take my eyes for a memory
take my life, take what you need
i'll watch the house burn but i won't watch you leave

flashing forwards the tide is low
crashing waters, i let you go
look what happens when you let love overgrow

arabesque no. 3

i'd rather put my hands in my pockets
than volunteer to soothe your pain
i know that kind of cut heals better
when expectations pull away

how much does it cost to recover?
how many minutes can we take?
if i'd rather put my hands in my pockets
i probably don't feel the same

*i'm cold (cold)
another heap of chills released
it's cold (cold)
another piece of fantasy in smoke (smoke)
all of your symptoms are late into season
your hands are cold
and you've got pockets in your coat.

shadows running through the situation
tossing me with questions at night
you don't need my confrontation
to blow out all the candlelights

bandages are never pretty
the system seems to work one way
even if your heart's made of metal
i promise it will break someday

*i'm sorry i'm cold (cold)
another heap of chills released
it's cold (cold)
another piece of fantasy in smoke (smoke)
all of your symptoms are late into season
your hands are cold
and you've got pockets in your coat.

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Rawce