Paroles de Bria

Bria, save for me My soul that turns to dust when you're away Take my tragedy My fear is laid to rest when we're alone She calls my name, distantly Over my head when she's talking to me Platonically, preciously Over my head when she's talking to me Bria, here's my heart Open, bleeding before you Just don't depend on me To be hip, or cool, or what you need