FANTA

Do you see it? Shh mama's gone Anything you want Yardsale bookstore backyard haunts Getting lost Scanline cockroach fantasies Moths Woods Nobody can see us Nobody even wants to know Nobody even wants to know I tried so hard to be pretend Didn't wanna be held Didn't wanna be left You saw it in my eyes Porch lights flicker as we pass Irritation in your sweat leading me by the hand (Or maybe something else) One day when we're alone When we're alone Do you see it? Do you see it? Do you see it? Can't take the world in you Cause you're an unfillable casket A casket that fills itself with itself I feel the sky thin out the fibers of my skeleton Hills and farms Hills and farms I reassure myself I try to hear myself But the signal seems fractured A system that fucks itself with itself I put the world on you Won't admit my fascination Still we're rooted I know the trees scream "hallelujah" Even as they're trapped in place I thought you'd always felt that it's obvious I don't know what the problem is It'll be the same as it always is