Fallen Leaves

(альбом: Broken Politics - 2018)

Now everything in focus
I can see it clearly
Every little detail
Crystal clear and dread
Breaks my little brain
The clarity hurts
So looking at the pain now
We clearly let us down

If I could alter shift over petty ways
Plastic cups and paper plates
The quiet parties that never end
Don't mean a shit
It's easier unsaid

Is it fallen leaves
The bird shit on my sleeve
With no luck at all
There'll be no luck for me
Watch me come undone
Look at what you see
Just because I'm down
Don't step all over me

Keep it under wraps then
Keep it sealed and safe
Things we left unsaid
Well, they become a roar
Push my buttons best
Unraveled at the seams
I have come undone
In the fabric of our dreams

Cover them so neatly
Too many layers deep down within me and yet
I guess we're like strangers
I don't even know
Pull my trigger now
And it would drown within me

Is it fallen leaves
The bird shit on my sleeve
With no luck at all
There'll be no luck for me
Watch me come undone
Look at what you see
Just because I'm down
Don't step all over me
Don't step all over me