Lyrics: Emily Yacina
Music: Emily Yacina
Cold in the bleachers I pray to see
I love you winning
(What are you doing to me?)
Time is a silk web tangled in pleas
I choke to move on
(What are you doing to me?)
Only my vision can set me free
Stuck in my story
(What are you doing to me?)
And I know I am not so small
And it shows when all the pieces fall (around me)
Itβs a shame when I convince myself Iβm not real
On the train, Iβm running out of ideals