I'm sick of the pressure
Put me on the spot like a chess clock
Rational decisions got my heart in a headlock
Loving you is easy, but my heart is a wristwatch
Ticking so unsteadily til part of it's overclocked

I need an adventure, wanna explore ur mind and ur body
Your physical space, and to be physically wanted
I spent all my life painting my heart on a bright screen
Take me off the canvas, 'cause I'm sick of perceiving

I'll hold my breath til I can't take no more
I feel like a wreck, I feel like a whore
Don't pry in my head unless you wanna die
I'm born to exist, but I'm dead inside

I think I'm converging-verging-verging
When you think of me, it's burning-burning, burning
Watch out when you think you're playing-playing-playing
Loving me is just a board game-board game-board game

I'll hold my breath til I can't take no more
I feel like a wreck, I feel like a whore
Don't pry in my head unless you wanna die
I'm born to exist, but I'm dead inside

Converging-verging
Manufactured evolution-lution-lution
I'll feel you through every fraction-fra-fraction
Living solely thru compersion-sion-persion

I think I'm converging-verging-verging
When you think of me it's burnin-in-in-ing-burn
Watch out when you think you're playing-playing
'Cause loving me is just a board game, board game, board game, board game
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