Testo Bedsheets

I remember how your feet were dancing under the bed sheet
To the sound inside your head you called, you called a beat
And all these virtual memories they fade when we, when we don't speak
Still I, I remember how your feet were dancing under the bed sheet
You're such a go getter
I'm trying to get better
Been day-dreaming
About how youd see me now Now my minds racing
I've been constantly chasing
Thoughts in my head
That I wish I would have said
Do you think about me when I sing about you?
Cause I've been dying whilst trying to not miss you
Now everything feels like a Rothko
Paint a new tomorrow
Evergreen, somewhere I have never been
And my memorys on rewind
Stop the tape just on time
Same old scene, I can find you on my screen
Now it's cigarettes for breakfast
Been dreaming of your necklace
Nicotine, bringing me some dopamine I know better days they will come
By then I will spill some
Kerosene, burn remaining memories