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late night notes app Video (MV)




Performed By: otterlope
Length: 3:30
Written by: Gabriel Brison




otterlope - late night notes app Lyrics




Go to use a tattoo to tie up my hair
I must have forgotten it was there
Don't respond to my name anymore
Am I still
Here

The newspaper with the unheard news is running out of discontinued ink
The camera that catches the best colors can't
Take one that's clear

What do you have
What do you take
What do you hold
What do you make
What do you have
What do you take
What do you hold
What do you make

Too young to feel so old
Too old to feel so unprepared
See through my head where I'm spread too thin
Trapped in the bear trap of this skin

I ask myself what do I have
What do I take
What do I hold
What do I make
Is this all a mistake
Is this all a mistake
Am I just a f*cking fake, like
Those I sing to
I don't mean to be
Sorry I'm just
Figuring out shit in me
What I can fix
What I can change

I thought I
Threw my
Self away
Phone
Keys
Wallet
At the bottom of a lake
I guess I could always grab a rake
It's probably not as deep as it seems
It's never as deep as it seems

Even as a kid, I remember
I always appreciated
The feeling of
The weight of blankets
Free
Feels like...
Being naked

There could be arrows on the way
Speculate
Even if so, they might miss
Forced hands
Won't learn how to move
Forced hands
Won't do as you do

Too young to feel this old
Too old to feel so unprepared
See through my head where it's spread too thin
I'm far too young to feel so old
I'm far too old to feel so unprepared
See through my head where I spread too thin
Trapped by the bear trap of my skin
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Go to use a tattoo to tie up my hair
I must have forgotten it was there
Don't respond to my name anymore
Am I still
Here

The newspaper with the unheard news is running out of discontinued ink
The camera that catches the best colors can't
Take one that's clear

What do you have
What do you take
What do you hold
What do you make
What do you have
What do you take
What do you hold
What do you make

Too young to feel so old
Too old to feel so unprepared
See through my head where I'm spread too thin
Trapped in the bear trap of this skin

I ask myself what do I have
What do I take
What do I hold
What do I make
Is this all a mistake
Is this all a mistake
Am I just a f*cking fake, like
Those I sing to
I don't mean to be
Sorry I'm just
Figuring out shit in me
What I can fix
What I can change

I thought I
Threw my
Self away
Phone
Keys
Wallet
At the bottom of a lake
I guess I could always grab a rake
It's probably not as deep as it seems
It's never as deep as it seems

Even as a kid, I remember
I always appreciated
The feeling of
The weight of blankets
Free
Feels like...
Being naked

There could be arrows on the way
Speculate
Even if so, they might miss
Forced hands
Won't learn how to move
Forced hands
Won't do as you do

Too young to feel this old
Too old to feel so unprepared
See through my head where it's spread too thin
I'm far too young to feel so old
I'm far too old to feel so unprepared
See through my head where I spread too thin
Trapped by the bear trap of my skin
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Writer: Gabriel Brison
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