Lyrics and translation
Original
I don't know where to touch you
I want you all at once
You don't live by house
So they told me I was fucked
But you're drinking up light
Now you're drowning in sun
So I can't hide from you
Like I've always done
I'm fighting the urge
To lay my head on this desk
In a room
Full of all of my favorite friends
I have known you for days
Have I known you for years
I'm carving your name
To the roots of my fears
Ah
The roots of my fears
Ah
I swear that I would gut my feelings and hand you the blood-soaked cotton
Would you wear it like your favorite T-shirt?
I know that I would, if you wanted
Just don't hang me out to dry
Hang me on your mind
I'm
I'm hanging by the fingernails
This'll kill me I would let it every time
Every time
Every time
Every
Time
Time time
Time
Time time
Are you bored yet are you done?
Is this really what you want?
Are you bored yet are you done?
Is this really what you want from me?
When the quietest girl wishes she said less
How could someone like you want something like this?
Want something like this from me
I swear that I would gut my feelings and hand you the blood-soaked cotton
Would you wear it like your favorite T-shirt?
I know that I would, if you wanted
Just don't hang me out to dry
Hang me on your mind
I'm
I'm hanging by the fingernails
This'll kill me I would let it every time
Every time
Every time
Every
Time
Time time
Time
Time time
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Description
It's as if the soul is a soft fabric, turned inside out and stretched out by trembling hands. A song about that very insecurity that people hide behind sharp jokes and automatic smiles. About the desire to be understood to the core, but with a panic-stricken fear that it will actually happen. When the heart is not broken, it is simply wide open, and everything inside rings like a string stretched to the point of breaking.