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Red lights, dark room
Second hand making its moves
I lean on your poison
Breathe out, then breathe in,
Medicine doing its thing
I’m sighing, resigning
I’m starting to believe that this mattress is a sailboat
And I’m floating out of the window on the top floor, into another life
Intoxicated, pacified, I run from obligation
Now I’m surfing over the rooftops and the streetlights, as I hit another high
And it feels good to be carried away
We all need escape from time to time
And a retreat night after night
Run into the flames with bad little habits of mine
Kissing those uncertainties goodbye
I’m leaving all my fears behind
Buildings drifting
Gravity lifts me up to the ceiling, while I’m dreaming
Float in and out of sanity, and riding on evasion
Down below I watch myself struggle with the burdens of womanly duty
Delivery from malady in deep hallucination
Losing track of time as it creeps like Chinese whispers
from midnight to infinity
Red lights, dark room
Second hand making it’s moves

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from Not Everything Has To Be Sad, released June 21, 2019

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