Backstairs Breathing

by Fleshwater

from We’re Not Here to Be Loved (2022)

Lyrics

Dumb face, new dream
Backstairs breathing
Your bed's empty
And maybe I'm crazy
Or just chasing brightness

Downtown, we'll drown
Flowers, showers

It's all a memory
Just like me

Become a memory
Become a memory
Become a memory
Next to me

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