crocodile eyes

On the edge of the windowsill is a cry of “amen” that sounds louder than common sense, and a promise that when the body is found, everyone will think the worst. The desire to catch the truth with crocodiles is like romantic revenge in slow motion: beautiful, dangerous, and slightly absurd. It pulls you back, closer, lips like a heavenly potion - warm and forbidden at the same time, as if it were already known that repetition would lead to the same abyss. Déjà vu tickles and irritates, but still attracts: jealousy, regret, and music that whispers “don't let go” through clenched teeth. And in the end, a strange peace remains - like black tea with sugar: bitter, sweet, and a little dangerous.

Arrangement: Alden Robinson

Arrangement: Gabe Greenland

Lyrics: Alden Robinson

Lyrics: Gabe Greenland

Lyrics: Natalie R. Lu

Author: Alden Robinson