Messages from Saturnine by bird feet
Tracklist
2. | Messages | 3:35 |
Lyrics
You're locked inside a fiction of your own making
I'm locked inside a fiction of my own making
I see my skin folded like paper,
thin, breakable.
I don't wanna become that, but
it's inevitable.
I don't think I am the same
cigarette smoke gives me a headache
but everything's always distorting
I am forever an amateur.
Credits
from Saturnine,
released October 28, 2016