Lyrics: Alexis Idarose Kesselman
Music: Alexis Idarose Kesselman
I got a secret to tell you
I think you already know
There's something wrong with me
That you can see it's starting to show
I'm feeling different in my skin
I feel like something is changing
Is it just me or are the colors melting off of the painting?
Might be a tragedy (Oh)
Devastation right in front of me (Oh)
Am I a future disaster that's waiting to happen?
That's waiting to happen
Like blood on white
Part the sea, you should get out of my way
I'm holding glass in my hand, and it could break
Something so physical
Made me a cynical
Disaster waiting to happen
Like blood on white satin (Oh)
It's like the switch of an engine
I think I've broke all the brakes
Am I defective?
Cause I'm dying, and make stupid mistakes
Might be a tragedy (Oh)
Devastation right in front of me (Oh)
Am I a future disaster that's waiting to happen?
That's waiting to happen
Like blood on white
Part the sea, you should get out of my way
I'm holding glass in my hand, and it could break
Something so physical
Made me a cynical
Disaster waiting to happen
Like blood on white
Watch your back, you don't know what I could do
I'm losing all control, and I'm feeling bruised
Something so physical
Made me a cynical
Disaster waiting to happen
Like blood on white satin (Oh)