Habibi

I'm done, looking for feelings

They find me, everywhere

I walked, into the forest

I knew, the dark in her hair

Wind blows, forest floor feathers

Windows, from a buick six

Hungry, it's foggy in leffinge

Guilty, when I look at you

Trees grow, in my subconscious

But I, know that they're there

Branching, into my spirit

Breathing, out through her hair

Couldn't dream, couldn't wake up

Over the sea, under the makeup

I need, a piece of me everywhere

Don't care, if it's good or a shame

Stealing, pieces of innocence

Changing, love to a game

Wind blows, forest floor feathers

Windows, from a buick six

Hungry, it's foggy in leffinge

Guilty, when I look at you

Couldn't dream, couldn't wake up

Over the sea, under the makeup

Melancholy, stuck in the basement

It's not a dream, I'm just a strange one