Point blank in the forehead
Really want it to affect my waistline
Two stares in the mirror
Always wanted to replace my eyesight
I wish a tidal wave would set my organs back in their place
And let me feel a sense of resolution while I’m
Awake
Will I ever be able to feel a thing?
Keep my insides a secret till we’re whispering
Will I ever be able to feel a thing?
No one wants you to share that you’re struggling
Blank stares from the ceiling
Telepathically collapse it on me
Ten stacks for some hardware
Will I love it when you hold my body?
I wish a tidal wave would rearrange my face with the ground
Just lift my eyes and break my jaw and shift my torso around
I need this glass to stop projecting all the fears I don’t see
And let my body match my mind so that I’m finally free
I’ll tie my hair up in a bun and match my nails to my dress
I’m still the only one who matters that I need to impress
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2nd listen: there's warmth and comfort in these songs. And goodness knows we need that right now!
1st listen: dreamy melodies blend almost seamlessly with a bizarrely chromatic, sometimes dissonant, accompaniment. What may seem a recipe for disaster turns out to be a little miracle in the making. nofatclips