The Battle of the Boy Least Likely To
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โฑ๏ธ 3:35 duration
๐ ID: 263871
๐ Lyrics
Warm milk and honey
Sweeten my teeth.
From little acorns you.
You quietly made me.
Made me into me.
Paper thin skin stretched
Over my bones.
From shells and pebbles you.
You quietly made me.?
Made me a home.
But I can't get used
To being alone.
And I won't get used
To being alone.
Under a full moon,
Hopelessly trying to
Retrace our footsteps in the snow.
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go.
Foxes in boxes,
And butterfly blues.
From little acorns you.
You quietly made me.
Made me into you.
Holding it under
My tounge 'til it stings.
From all of my demons
You quietly saved me
Again and again.
But now I feel
And surface again.
Yes, I can feel
And surface again.
From little bubbles,
Little air bubbles,
Little embolysms grow.
I don't know to hang on.
Everything I feel feels wrong.
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go.
Sweeten my teeth.
From little acorns you.
You quietly made me.
Made me into me.
Paper thin skin stretched
Over my bones.
From shells and pebbles you.
You quietly made me.?
Made me a home.
But I can't get used
To being alone.
And I won't get used
To being alone.
Under a full moon,
Hopelessly trying to
Retrace our footsteps in the snow.
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go.
Foxes in boxes,
And butterfly blues.
From little acorns you.
You quietly made me.
Made me into you.
Holding it under
My tounge 'til it stings.
From all of my demons
You quietly saved me
Again and again.
But now I feel
And surface again.
Yes, I can feel
And surface again.
From little bubbles,
Little air bubbles,
Little embolysms grow.
I don't know to hang on.
Everything I feel feels wrong.
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.33] Warm milk and honey
[00:15.06] Sweeten my teeth.
[00:17.92] From little acorns you.
[00:21.95] You quietly made me.
[00:27.35] Made me into me.
[00:34.48] Paper thin skin stretched
[00:37.47] Over my bones.
[00:40.16] From shells and pebbles you.
[00:42.87] You quietly made me.?
[00:49.96] Made me a home.
[00:55.62] But I can't get used
[01:00.61] To being alone.
[01:06.65] And I won't get used
[01:12.75] To being alone.
[01:19.28] Under a full moon,
[01:21.95] Hopelessly trying to
[01:24.49] Retrace our footsteps in the snow.
[01:30.02] I don't know when to hang on
[01:34.68] And when to let go.
[01:41.73] Foxes in boxes,
[01:44.28] And butterfly blues.
[01:47.05] From little acorns you.
[01:50.93] You quietly made me.
[01:57.67] Made me into you.
[02:03.97] Holding it under
[02:06.45] My tounge 'til it stings.
[02:09.36] From all of my demons
[02:11.86] You quietly saved me
[02:18.75] Again and again.
[02:24.86] But now I feel
[02:30.02] And surface again.
[02:35.49] Yes, I can feel
[02:41.13] And surface again.
[02:48.45] From little bubbles,
[02:51.14] Little air bubbles,
[02:54.08] Little embolysms grow.
[02:59.53] I don't know to hang on.
[03:05.12] Everything I feel feels wrong.
[03:10.34] I don't know when to hang on
[03:15.20] And when to let go.
[03:21.28]
[00:15.06] Sweeten my teeth.
[00:17.92] From little acorns you.
[00:21.95] You quietly made me.
[00:27.35] Made me into me.
[00:34.48] Paper thin skin stretched
[00:37.47] Over my bones.
[00:40.16] From shells and pebbles you.
[00:42.87] You quietly made me.?
[00:49.96] Made me a home.
[00:55.62] But I can't get used
[01:00.61] To being alone.
[01:06.65] And I won't get used
[01:12.75] To being alone.
[01:19.28] Under a full moon,
[01:21.95] Hopelessly trying to
[01:24.49] Retrace our footsteps in the snow.
[01:30.02] I don't know when to hang on
[01:34.68] And when to let go.
[01:41.73] Foxes in boxes,
[01:44.28] And butterfly blues.
[01:47.05] From little acorns you.
[01:50.93] You quietly made me.
[01:57.67] Made me into you.
[02:03.97] Holding it under
[02:06.45] My tounge 'til it stings.
[02:09.36] From all of my demons
[02:11.86] You quietly saved me
[02:18.75] Again and again.
[02:24.86] But now I feel
[02:30.02] And surface again.
[02:35.49] Yes, I can feel
[02:41.13] And surface again.
[02:48.45] From little bubbles,
[02:51.14] Little air bubbles,
[02:54.08] Little embolysms grow.
[02:59.53] I don't know to hang on.
[03:05.12] Everything I feel feels wrong.
[03:10.34] I don't know when to hang on
[03:15.20] And when to let go.
[03:21.28]