Mount Rushmore کے بول

Talking to you Feels like jumping in a pool Think I’ll go headfirst Thought that you’d be going too Talking to you Banging my head on the wet floor And it cut kinda deep I see blood, I see your face on Mount Rushmore Talking to you Only echoes in the room And I sit listening Thought that you would listen too Talking to you Leave my body to the tide Guess I'm gonna faint I see spots, I see your face in black and white It has been days, it has been centuries Wishing for things that are never up to me Stuck in suffocating density I never knew when to breathe It’s a fever, it’s conspiracy Would you ever say the things you mean? I hate swimming in my fantasies I never knew when to breathe