broken connections, I'm crossing the sea just to say that I did it, it wasn't for me, me
saved by the pain that I felt when I found that I fucked up and closed every link, link
didn't know that it was worth it, but I knew that I was skirting abuse, a few new yous, a heart that grew, a shattered view, I'm falling through and hurting
lying to my angels just to get into your space, space--knew that it was stupid not to stay, stay
for your comfort, come through, cum, I'm numb from bumps and rum and sunless fun
waiting for the sun or something to hit my face, face
lost a bit of self along the way, way
let a stray though, I might fuck, I messed up, cum shot, a frayed knot (afraid to not)
acid in my stomach as I watch them get a piece from day to day to day
knew that it would, you gave the looks, you got them hooked, and you took the time, I had rights
fucking it up 'cause it's a part of me
no trust, not rome but it's burning
something ain't right and it hurts my head
knowing it changed and I didn't help
different smells--it's a new bed!
sending a message I'm not him
chorus:
oh, ain't open
oh, ain't open
3000 miles and a week
it went wrong, we were weak
trying to patch but it wasn't enough
lost the thread now it's too (much)
oh, stay open
credits
from Trapped,
released May 1, 2019
David - writing, vocals, production, mixing/mastering
James Blake - sample
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