Pot Plant House Party - Fuel Light

See I wanna leave
But not go home
Feel this sunken dream
Could I borrow a phone?
So what are we?
And what do we do now?
My system starts to, bleed
Every time you're around
Come back in
And slam the door fully shut
For I'm the popping pin
In this emotion you inflate
So why hate me?
Guess you had a good reason
Set the polite do, well get a fucking room
Cos' I need you to love me
And I know that's unhealthy
And I'm tryin' to fix me
But oh look the fuel light's on again and my brain takes a bend
She said something about a spoken taboo
Ain't it funny how feelings fly, but nothing gets used
So I'll ponder narcissism whilst in a social prison
I'm falling through what's real without a valid reason so I'll
Trickle down the bottle till my shame is numb
Toss and turn, pace around, just clenching my loaded gun
So I'll rattle down the drain which is my sick brain
Shake and shiver, break and quiver while I really just
Need you to love me
And I know that's unhealthy
And I'm trying to fix me
But oh look the fuel light's on again and my brain takes a bend

Written by:
Charlie Smith, Daniel Bromley, Jono Mata, Seb Davies

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