I feel liquid grass on my feet in the night
and your skin will stick, to my skin like frostbite
i feel bodies that
grow together quite slow
why does my stomach set to combat mode each time that you glow for them
I count pearls in my throat as I’m trying to speak
Everybody is so beautiful and my own face is bleak
I feel sick and in awe I want to learn how to love you
but all our bodies were meant to fight, so i will spit out and clench my teeth
You say: you always put the wrong shoes on
I say: they fit me very well
You say: you’d better just keep moving in
Who’ll be the first to win will bath their face in spit and wine
So my head explodes, in the center of the park
Hasty phonecalls are made as I drift into the stars
Its a mess in the sun, but the race is not over
Next time I better change to something comfy before dying in the clover
You say: you always put the wrong shoes on
I say: they fit me very well
You say: you’d better just keep moving in
Who’ll be the first to win will bath their face in spit and wine
you’re such beautiful beasts
i want to learn how to love you
i want you to kiss me
i want you to want to kiss me too
we’re all beautiful beasts
and i guess my face will heal
we simply gotta stop running
and our bodies will learn something new
and our bodies will learn something new
You say: you always put the wrong shoes on
I say: they fit me very well
You say: you better just keep moving on
Who’ll be the first to win will bath their face in spit and wine