[Verse 1]

I find myself cutting my spin through the noons

Baby, I, I catch myself shutting out my grin, my wet monsoon

[Chorus 1]

Soaking out my mind in dusty pools (dirty water, water)

I sound so juvenile with rusty strings (singing out my ins)

Within all these layers I still feel something

[Verse 2]

I tend not to register my pain immediately

Me, I'm inclined to measure all my gains negatively

[Chorus 2]

Lending love was never my forte

More and more I find I'm not the same

Within all these layers I still feel something