Blurring Time
๐ต 663 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:26 duration
๐ ID: 26403461
๐ Lyrics
Friday night, drinking boxed wine
Alone in my apartment, blurring time
The texture of air is stale as I stare
In distress at this body of mine
Catastrophic soft symphony
Rigid dichotomy, complex identity
It's not as simple as either or
I am both and I'm more
Most of all, I'm unsure
I think I've become the sort of someone
Who scared me stiff when I was young
Soft as a feather, tough like worn leather
Who am I under the Saturday sun?
Maleficent social construct
If it is all made up
Why do I give a fuck?
I don't want to define myself by
Who I'm not and I'm trying
This is my battle cry
Friday night, drinking boxed wine
Alone in my apartment, blurring time
Alone in my apartment, blurring time
The texture of air is stale as I stare
In distress at this body of mine
Catastrophic soft symphony
Rigid dichotomy, complex identity
It's not as simple as either or
I am both and I'm more
Most of all, I'm unsure
I think I've become the sort of someone
Who scared me stiff when I was young
Soft as a feather, tough like worn leather
Who am I under the Saturday sun?
Maleficent social construct
If it is all made up
Why do I give a fuck?
I don't want to define myself by
Who I'm not and I'm trying
This is my battle cry
Friday night, drinking boxed wine
Alone in my apartment, blurring time
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.62] Friday night, drinking boxed wine
[00:06.95] Alone in my apartment, blurring time
[00:14.66] The texture of air is stale as I stare
[00:20.61] In distress at this body of mine
[00:30.25] Catastrophic soft symphony
[00:34.25] Rigid dichotomy, complex identity
[00:44.43] It's not as simple as either or
[00:48.28] I am both and I'm more
[00:51.74] Most of all, I'm unsure
[00:56.23]
[01:10.99] I think I've become the sort of someone
[01:16.93] Who scared me stiff when I was young
[01:25.24] Soft as a feather, tough like worn leather
[01:31.48] Who am I under the Saturday sun?
[01:41.05] Maleficent social construct
[01:44.63] If it is all made up
[01:47.93] Why do I give a fuck?
[01:54.48] I don't want to define myself by
[01:58.75] Who I'm not and I'm trying
[02:02.15] This is my battle cry
[02:07.37] Friday night, drinking boxed wine
[02:13.82] Alone in my apartment, blurring time
[02:21.21]
[00:06.95] Alone in my apartment, blurring time
[00:14.66] The texture of air is stale as I stare
[00:20.61] In distress at this body of mine
[00:30.25] Catastrophic soft symphony
[00:34.25] Rigid dichotomy, complex identity
[00:44.43] It's not as simple as either or
[00:48.28] I am both and I'm more
[00:51.74] Most of all, I'm unsure
[00:56.23]
[01:10.99] I think I've become the sort of someone
[01:16.93] Who scared me stiff when I was young
[01:25.24] Soft as a feather, tough like worn leather
[01:31.48] Who am I under the Saturday sun?
[01:41.05] Maleficent social construct
[01:44.63] If it is all made up
[01:47.93] Why do I give a fuck?
[01:54.48] I don't want to define myself by
[01:58.75] Who I'm not and I'm trying
[02:02.15] This is my battle cry
[02:07.37] Friday night, drinking boxed wine
[02:13.82] Alone in my apartment, blurring time
[02:21.21]