#1
theres nothing precious about you
the scars you wear like a victory badge
hanging on your neck like something I could catch
but im so bothered and your so coarse
my shallow nature fights your inner source
i can't help but surrender


my pulse is racing for you
it's not love my dear, it's ambience
like it'll kill some time if i make you mine
but i'm so divided and you're half-cold
im tempted to try it but I fear i'll fold
your a rock, you're a castle

we'll stand divided
we'll fall alone
we'll stand divided
we'll fall alone
"Gravity... always... wins..."