Lyrics
Faster, I dream in speeds of ashes,
my heart it beats and crashes.
I’m running from the truth,
cause it fucks with my mind.
Waiting, we’re silly, we’re so reckless.
The city, it’s so heartless.
A bottle full of crude,
that washed up in the tide.
(Anxiety)
Don’t pressure us, anxiety.
I’m a passenger.
(Anxiety)
So serious, anxiety.
Just a passenger.
Handsome, and calloused young believers,
hiding, plotting, schemers.
And rotting out like fruit,
that was left here to die.
Talking, playing after hours.
Time is bending outwards.
I’m falling to my knees,
to crawl home safe inside.
Don’t pressure us 4x