Keep It

Waiting for the transfer ignoring every TV in the station

And drowning out your voice with Simulation Swarm in wired headphones

Saying you can't leave it but knowing that you could

Your finished cigarette I'm chewing on the end

Do you want someone else to make it better?

Do you want me to keep it all the same?

Do you want someone else to kiss me better?

Is there anything left to cool you down?

I think I saw my teeth meeting with the concrete in the window

I know it's in my head cause I got up the stairs just fine

I know this is my bedroom but god it's in the wood

I'll stand naked in the mirror 'til it feels alright

Do you want someone else to make it better?

Do you want me to keep it all the same?

Do you want someone else to fuck me better?

Is there anything left to cool you down?