Pile-Up Lyrics

Could you bleed the lines?

If we shoot for a pile-up,

‘cus mine were illegible, and that was intentional,

but I knew you’d untie them.

It must be nice in your element,

I’d be lying if I said I was,

and it might be kind of irrelevant,

but I’ll be fine, if hesitant.

Could you see behind me

in the roof of your eyelids?

It wasn’t a spectacle, and that was commendable,

but I knew you’d be tired.

I’d been trying to get the courage up,

cutting lines in my abdomen,

losing light, better pack it up,

spend some time on my own for once.