Testo Fever Dream

I thought you were moving to the city
Isn’t that why you said you would miss me?
Or was that because you changed your mind
Drunk on cheap whiskey and three dollar wine

Red-eyed stare
Long night drives
We were always going somewhere but not tonight
It’s gonna take practice forgetting your face
Even when the lights are out
I still see your trace
Kissing on the streets
Acting out our scenes
Still lost in nostalgia of our fever dream

Discoverеd art in one another
Painted mе a world of color
Kept me busy so I couldn’t see
You were making other plans without me

I wake up
Look next to me Put my hand to the spot where you used to be

It’s gonna take practice forgetting your face
Even when the lights are out
I still see your trace
Kissing on the streets
Acting out our scenes
Still lost in nostalgia of our fever dream

Delirium
Was it all my fault?
When you never called
Wasn't the one you want
Now we’re halfway there
Cause’ you moved on
But I’m standing still
Waiting to wake up

It’s gonna take practice forgetting your face
Even when the lights are out
I still see your trace
Kissing on the streets
Acting out our scenes
Still lost in nostalgia of our fever dream

It’s gonna take practice forgetting your face
Even when the lights are out
I still see your trace
Kissing on the streets
Acting out our scenes
Still lost in nostalgia of our fever dream