I Can't Shake
Tiny Moving Parts
Nothing seems to matter when I close my eyes
I produce any color in this darkness I'm behind
No need to feel lost
No need to feel stuck
My brain is like a scissors, always ready to cut
I’m ready to cut
Divide a fraction of the light
To shed and brightly shine the other side
But sometimes I can’t shake
The certain things that I want to
Fuck!
Cut, divide this dilating shadow size
Slice the silhouettes
Shine like ornaments
But sometimes I can’t shake
The certain things that I want to
This time I can’t shake
This time I can’t shake
Splash the water on my face
Flood the engine, stitch the break
Shine like ornaments at night
Someone fix me
This time I can’t shake
This time I can’t shake
This time I can’t shake
The certain things that I want to
This time I can’t shake
This time I can’t shake
This time I can’t shake