The Needle
๐ต 1413 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:09 duration
๐ ID: 18367890
๐ Lyrics
Dissociated so hard, think
I may have pushed myself too far
In a line-up I think I might lose
This face to somebody else who
Could take better care of these cheekbones
Hold this head up like it's their own
'Cause I don't know the hands that reach for me
When I try to hold myself gently
Locked in reflection
Stare out at eyes that aren't my own
You know me, you know me
You know me
Locked in reflection
Stare out at eyะตs that aren't my own
You know me, you know me
You know mะต
Bedroom, summer of 2008
A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
The last time I think I was whole
It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
Derealization haunts me, makes
Everything feel like a dream, I
Pinch myself once every day to
Try to make the feeling go away, but
Why would it ever be that simple? No
It'll never ever be that simple, so
My life, it gleams on movie screens
For eternity, it's that simple
Locked in
Reflections
Locked in
Reflections
Bedroom, summer of 2008
A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
The last time I think I was whole
It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
Bedroom, summer of 2008
A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
The last time I think I was whole
It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
Stitching up wounds on a stranger's body
When did she become my responsibility?
Compartmentalize, at least I'm not feeling
The needle as it sets her back to healing
I may have pushed myself too far
In a line-up I think I might lose
This face to somebody else who
Could take better care of these cheekbones
Hold this head up like it's their own
'Cause I don't know the hands that reach for me
When I try to hold myself gently
Locked in reflection
Stare out at eyes that aren't my own
You know me, you know me
You know me
Locked in reflection
Stare out at eyะตs that aren't my own
You know me, you know me
You know mะต
Bedroom, summer of 2008
A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
The last time I think I was whole
It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
Derealization haunts me, makes
Everything feel like a dream, I
Pinch myself once every day to
Try to make the feeling go away, but
Why would it ever be that simple? No
It'll never ever be that simple, so
My life, it gleams on movie screens
For eternity, it's that simple
Locked in
Reflections
Locked in
Reflections
Bedroom, summer of 2008
A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
The last time I think I was whole
It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
Bedroom, summer of 2008
A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
The last time I think I was whole
It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
Stitching up wounds on a stranger's body
When did she become my responsibility?
Compartmentalize, at least I'm not feeling
The needle as it sets her back to healing
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.58]Dissociated so hard, think
[00:15.86]I may have pushed myself too far
[00:17.82]In a line-up I think I might lose
[00:20.05]This face to somebody else who
[00:22.21]Could take better care of these cheekbones
[00:24.50]Hold this head up like it's their own
[00:26.50]'Cause I don't know the hands that reach for me
[00:28.69]When I try to hold myself gently
[00:33.84]Locked in reflection
[00:35.79]Stare out at eyes that aren't my own
[00:38.04]You know me, you know me
[00:40.13]You know me
[00:42.71]Locked in reflection
[00:44.65]Stare out at eyะตs that aren't my own
[00:46.90]You know me, you know me
[00:49.09]You know mะต
[00:51.68]Bedroom, summer of 2008
[00:55.62]A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
[01:00.00]The last time I think I was whole
[01:04.99]It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
[01:08.95]
[01:17.99]Derealization haunts me, makes
[01:20.21]Everything feel like a dream, I
[01:22.39]Pinch myself once every day to
[01:24.69]Try to make the feeling go away, but
[01:26.54]Why would it ever be that simple? No
[01:29.15]It'll never ever be that simple, so
[01:31.41]My life, it gleams on movie screens
[01:33.39]For eternity, it's that simple
[01:36.06]Locked in
[01:40.13]Reflections
[01:44.98]Locked in
[01:49.04]Reflections
[01:53.81]Bedroom, summer of 2008
[01:57.79]A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
[02:02.28]The last time I think I was whole
[02:07.16]It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
[02:13.75]
[02:32.21]Bedroom, summer of 2008
[02:36.14]A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
[02:40.58]The last time I think I was whole
[02:45.53]It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
[02:49.81]Stitching up wounds on a stranger's body
[02:54.08]When did she become my responsibility?
[02:58.53]Compartmentalize, at least I'm not feeling
[03:02.98]The needle as it sets her back to healing
[03:07.46]
[00:15.86]I may have pushed myself too far
[00:17.82]In a line-up I think I might lose
[00:20.05]This face to somebody else who
[00:22.21]Could take better care of these cheekbones
[00:24.50]Hold this head up like it's their own
[00:26.50]'Cause I don't know the hands that reach for me
[00:28.69]When I try to hold myself gently
[00:33.84]Locked in reflection
[00:35.79]Stare out at eyes that aren't my own
[00:38.04]You know me, you know me
[00:40.13]You know me
[00:42.71]Locked in reflection
[00:44.65]Stare out at eyะตs that aren't my own
[00:46.90]You know me, you know me
[00:49.09]You know mะต
[00:51.68]Bedroom, summer of 2008
[00:55.62]A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
[01:00.00]The last time I think I was whole
[01:04.99]It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
[01:08.95]
[01:17.99]Derealization haunts me, makes
[01:20.21]Everything feel like a dream, I
[01:22.39]Pinch myself once every day to
[01:24.69]Try to make the feeling go away, but
[01:26.54]Why would it ever be that simple? No
[01:29.15]It'll never ever be that simple, so
[01:31.41]My life, it gleams on movie screens
[01:33.39]For eternity, it's that simple
[01:36.06]Locked in
[01:40.13]Reflections
[01:44.98]Locked in
[01:49.04]Reflections
[01:53.81]Bedroom, summer of 2008
[01:57.79]A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
[02:02.28]The last time I think I was whole
[02:07.16]It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
[02:13.75]
[02:32.21]Bedroom, summer of 2008
[02:36.14]A box fan stirs enough air to make me ache
[02:40.58]The last time I think I was whole
[02:45.53]It was humid, there were jasmines out my window
[02:49.81]Stitching up wounds on a stranger's body
[02:54.08]When did she become my responsibility?
[02:58.53]Compartmentalize, at least I'm not feeling
[03:02.98]The needle as it sets her back to healing
[03:07.46]