How can something so good feel so rough on my skin?

How can something so nice touch the inside of my mind?

Why do we feel the need to breathe when we’re dying, we’re dying

Let me open my mind

Find what’s inside

I can’t stop thinking about the world

Who I am and why my hair curls

I find my words underneath the skin that keeps me in me

Sometimes it simmers

Sometimes I cry

I believe I’m here to talk to you and forget that we’re alive

We’re alive, we’re alive

Aw, well she’s all I want

Feel the buzz in my brain and the pricks on my skin

Think about the troubles of my day and the things that could’ve been

Find two doors inside my head

Could lead me home or leave me dead

But I still find myself trying, trying to be whole again

Meet me in the middle

I want to love you Isla Blue

I’ll drown in your ocean

Just tell me what to do, oh

Naive, can’t breathe

We dove into the earth and ended up lost

Lost in the chaos

(Oh, oh)

Why’s it been such a long time?

How often do you see, how often do you see the world with your own eyes?

Now I just sit here singing to myself in an empty room thinking, thinking of you

Why’s it been such a long time since I thought of you?

Why’s it been such a long time since I thought of you?

Oh, my thoughts are absent

My physical abstraction

My body wants more, but my mind keeps shouting whore

I want the feeling of being free, but the mouth keeps telling me to want to be and to see, and to agree

I love the feeling of slow, the difference between low, the difference of being below what is forte (OH)

Am I wasting the day?

Am I wasting the night?

I miss the voices in between the one I think about in dreams

Meet me in the middle

I want to love you Isla Blue

I’ll drown in your ocean

Just tell me what to do, oh

Naive, can’t breathe

We dove into the earth and ended up lost

Lost in the chaos

Naive, can’t breathe