Låttexter
Fresh wound, it's the start
Zip tied in my lonely heart
Got a new lease on a dark room
Developing pictures and it feels too soon
I can't help it, lean in
Trust fall onto a concrete floor
But I can't say anything
Oh, cell phone taped to my palm
Cliffhanging on your painted nails
Oh, finger on, headshot
Gotta watch myself
This is my new game
Look out a window
Glass breaks when I blink in slow motion
Some raindrops splitting off
Ten paths on a race to the bottom
And I got some fear on my tongue
And you just gave me a reason
To empty the poison in my lungs
And aim it right through my thumbs
This is my new game
Oh, cell phone tapеd to my palm
Cliffhanging on your painted nails
Oh, finger on, headshot
Gotta watch mysеlf
Oh (it's never gonna go away), game on, race to a bomb
Cliffhanging on the last detail (just staring at it in the face)
Oh (heavy breath and I feel the weight), trigger on, dead drop
Never stop myself, I never stop myself
This is my new game
This is my new game
This is my new game
This is my new game
This is my new game
This is my new game
