A memory that I never share
Faded in spots and threadbare
A want that I keep wanting
Try to taste it in the air
The more I try to keep it hidden
The more it starts to feel lived in
Takes on the shape of my body
Takes on my shape and it starts to
Occupy our smalltalk
Keep us feeling lovesick
Dull and amniotic
And every night that I lay dreaming
Of static falling from the ceiling
I cannot dream of a softer light
I cannot dream of another life
The more I try to keep it hidden
The more it starts to feel lived in
Takes on the shape of my body
Takes on my shape and it starts to
Occupy our smalltalk
Keep us feeling lovesick
Dull and amniotic
Small hits coming fast and frequent
Overwhelming indecision
It gives a feeling like is it alive or dead?
Whose thoughts is it that I'm sinking in
It gives a feeling like
Is it alive or dead
It must've made a deep impression
To keep on begging to be let in
Open the door, turn on the light
It won't be long until it starts to
Occupy our smalltalk
Keep us feeling lovesick
Dull and amniotic