when you run away, do you close your eyes, by flatsound (2024)

1.

secretly leave the coffee shopwalk the avenuemake our way to the beachyour head resting on my kneepretending to stare out at the seaand i don’t know where anything goesi don’t know where anything goesi don’t like the weekends like i used toshow me all the weakness that i show to youbecause i don’t know where anything goesi don’t know where anything goesthere’s a man above us watching you performi bet he feels so alone

2.

start the day off with a weightand stomach painturn awaya simple call for subtle changebut every dayfeels the samecome to lifevalentineand walk beside me closecome to lifelittle thoughts of minethe ones that i love mosti’m walking in circles where my dadused to stand among the plants andthey’re growing taller than i canup the wallover the fencemy hands are highthey grab the vinesand begin to climb the postwhy have i begunwhere i started fromit’s a palindrome i wrotei want leaving to feel likei’m coming homeso i’ve gotta tryi’ll tryi promise to trybecause with you and iin the nighti feel finewith just you and iin the nighti feel fine

3.

you lost your dog in oceanside skin as sharp as a porcupine why are we so mortified to give it another tryi see you in your mother's eyes my skin is sharp like a porcupine why are we so mortified to give it another tryi don't carei just want to i don't caresleeping in the garden drinking on the weekendcover me in blankets hold me like a secretstanding in the kitcheneverything is brokenwonder what's behind thisdoor i never openeverybody's watchingno one pays attentioni don't think i'm sickbut i think it's an infectioneverything's a patternliving is a sequencedrowning in a tidepool kiss me in the deep endbut i don't carei just want totouch your hairand be beside you i don't carei just like youi'll cut your hairi'll run away with youyou lost your dog in oceanside skin as sharp as a porcupine why are we so mortified to give it another tryeveryone’s so mortified to give it another try

4.

put them upput your hands uplift them upto what you can't touchin a colosseumfull of weapons that you chosewere you defeatedby a shield you wouldn't holdi want to protect youwhen your hands are turning coldbut i don't think that it's my placeto invite you to my placeanymoreyour body knowsthe secrets that you never toldthey're in your thoughtsi feel them every time we talkin a colosseumfull of weapons that you chosewere you defeatedby a shield you couldn't holdi want to be fineknowing everything i knowbut i want to kill himi'll f*cking kill himif you don't

5.

get through the dayto the other sideto another nightand when you run awaydo you close your eyesand pretend to flyis it just me or are you ready to goit's ugly and oldi'm taking you hometrust me i think you're ready to goyou're trembling coldlike never beforei don't know which way to go nowi don't know which way to goempty pockets, empty friendshipseveryone is on their owni don't know which way to go nowi don't know which way to goempty pockets, empty friendshipsscrape me like an empty bowlwhat a breakthroughyou're as simple as snowthere's some on your nosei'm taking you homei hate you more than you knowyou've broken my bonesi love you so

6.

stare at my reflectionand hope it comes alivei think that i can see youin my eyesterrible intentionsfrom beneath an open skynow i’m too scared to be herein the nightit’s a harmful lifei apologizebut as long as you tryi’ll tryi don’t know whydreamboatweed smokeyou sleep closei don’t know whyfreak showin sheep’s clothesi speak slowi don’t know whypeach tonesweak bonesyou sneak homei don’t know whyheatstrokedeep throatmy teeth brokeand i don’t know why

7.

great, isn't it greatto be held like your sister's babyhate, you said you hatewhen i just lay there like an empty bodybut i don't listen and i don't carei don't like it so get me out of herei don't listen and i don't carethe smell of smokethe taste of chamomilei don't listen and i don't carei don't like it so get me out of hereit's all so distant and i'm so scaredthe smell of smokethe taste of chamomileoh no, think i'm in troubleten long years inside of this bubbleha ha, look at him strugglef*ck my mouth and feed me your knucklesoh no, everything crumblesyou found me inside of the rubbleha ha, look at me strugglebegging for help from someone who's deadi'm trying to decipher things that you saidbut they only exist inside of my headso no, i don't want to be calm anymore

8.

wake up tiredsometime before noonit’s stuck on my mind something i told youi’m sorry that i dothings i don’t want todo you believe in loveit feels like a memory of a cher songdo you believe in lovei’m scratching my eyes out come over to my houseeverything’s emptyi am a part of what you lacktell me i’m crazyput up a wall i cannot passdo you believe in lovei want us to listen to that cher songdo you believe in lovei’m scratching my eyes out