It's such a twisted thing Life is discomfort and coldness Cares are so bright, it's the sun Love is a winter coat I am elliptical around the heavy hypnotic sun I'm always gonna need it I'm losing grip on its gravity and I'm Afraid I'll swing aimlessly in apathy Norman Vember I ask What does it matter if I don't last? Wonder is a spiral a black hole I'm distracted without a role I often try to let my guard down, but I can't bring myself to Escape the fear of judgement Stripped away I desire the end Poking holes in my hope of You being my friend Begging for the sun Move me circular