Inde - Twin Bed

It takes a season
Or two or three
For me to fall asleep
Yeah, it takes a pack
Of football quarterbacks
To concuss me into dreams
My joints scream for mercy
Head begs for relief
I got a village to sleep with me and how I pled to them
Fill these sheets!
Smother me!
Cuz without him here, there's too much room
In this twin bed
I had a fix
The walk of shame became something religious
But his heart was on the mend
And Jesus is the only one who promises you'll have a happy end
So I lost my friend
I thought the seconds would stop
To smell the hours
But time is costly and we couldn't afford any (Not a penny)
Spare a minute, please
For wasted flowers
Reading aubades, reminiscing on days laid up
In his twin bed
In his twin bed
In his twin bed
In his twin bed
If you look back now, with a telescope to your face
Am I still in view?
Darlin' still, somehow, when I speak your name I am kissing you
I am kissing you
If you look back now, tell me, can you trace something worth coming back to?
I do
I wanna build a house out of my pillowcase
And live there with you (Live there with you)
In this twin bed, oh-ah
In this twin bed
In this twin bed
In this twin bed
In this twin bed
In this twin bed
In this twin bed

Written by:
Indë Francis

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