Your Urge
🎵 1434 characters
⏱️ 3:58 duration
🆔 ID: 82138
📜 Lyrics
You don't have to deny your urge
It doesn't make you bad.
On our admission the makeweight lifted
Stop dwelling on the past.
I think about the three of us. I wonder how we tessellate
It would've been much wiser to allow these feelings to abate
Empty words, so free of connotations
All dreams come to an end.
Codify your utterance, communicate your needs
Prepare your vocabulary.
My nervous system fails me, my thoughts are becoming fugitive
And when I'm in your arms, I wonder how much I can give
The weekend is a Godsend
The night-time is a lifeline
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumble.
The pinkness 'round your iris
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
I cause upset without trying.
People are judged on their mistakes
And how much money they make
No-one wants to lose their youth
In a trench like this
Visiting the same places
Kissing all the same faces
Building up support
Looking for rapport
I empty out my pockets at the end of the night
Another scrawled first name
Another sense of shame
I need to get to bed before I fail myself again
We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand.
The night-time is my lifeline
The weekend is a Godsend
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumble
Oh, but the pinkness near your iris
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
Behind my crumbling veneer.
My strength is sapping
My heartstrings are snapping.
It doesn't make you bad.
On our admission the makeweight lifted
Stop dwelling on the past.
I think about the three of us. I wonder how we tessellate
It would've been much wiser to allow these feelings to abate
Empty words, so free of connotations
All dreams come to an end.
Codify your utterance, communicate your needs
Prepare your vocabulary.
My nervous system fails me, my thoughts are becoming fugitive
And when I'm in your arms, I wonder how much I can give
The weekend is a Godsend
The night-time is a lifeline
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumble.
The pinkness 'round your iris
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
I cause upset without trying.
People are judged on their mistakes
And how much money they make
No-one wants to lose their youth
In a trench like this
Visiting the same places
Kissing all the same faces
Building up support
Looking for rapport
I empty out my pockets at the end of the night
Another scrawled first name
Another sense of shame
I need to get to bed before I fail myself again
We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand.
The night-time is my lifeline
The weekend is a Godsend
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumble
Oh, but the pinkness near your iris
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
Behind my crumbling veneer.
My strength is sapping
My heartstrings are snapping.
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.01] You don't have to deny your urge
[00:16.17] It doesn't make you bad.
[00:22.10] On our admission the makeweight lifted
[00:28.15] Stop dwelling on the past.
[00:34.24] I think about the three of us. I wonder how we tessellate
[00:40.25] It would've been much wiser to allow these feelings to abate
[00:50.37] Empty words, so free of connotations
[00:55.37] All dreams come to an end.
[01:02.34] Codify your utterance, communicate your needs
[01:08.47] Prepare your vocabulary.
[01:14.47] My nervous system fails me, my thoughts are becoming fugitive
[01:21.09] And when I'm in your arms, I wonder how much I can give
[01:27.13] The weekend is a Godsend
[01:31.13] The night-time is a lifeline
[01:33.18] Another useless fumble
[01:36.16] Another drunken stumble.
[01:39.22] The pinkness 'round your iris
[01:42.27] Reveals that you've been crying
[01:45.22] But I don't know what my crime is
[01:52.26] I cause upset without trying.
[02:02.30] People are judged on their mistakes
[02:05.27] And how much money they make
[02:08.33] No-one wants to lose their youth
[02:11.36] In a trench like this
[02:14.46] Visiting the same places
[02:17.41] Kissing all the same faces
[02:19.50] Building up support
[02:22.44] Looking for rapport
[02:25.42] I empty out my pockets at the end of the night
[02:31.57] Another scrawled first name
[02:34.52] Another sense of shame
[02:37.53] I need to get to bed before I fail myself again
[02:44.44] We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand.
[02:50.43] The night-time is my lifeline
[02:53.49] The weekend is a Godsend
[02:56.49] Another useless fumble
[02:59.49] Another drunken stumble
[03:02.46] Oh, but the pinkness near your iris
[03:05.46] Reveals that you've been crying
[03:08.53] But I don't know what my crime is
[03:11.54] Behind my crumbling veneer.
[03:22.54] My strength is sapping
[03:24.42] My heartstrings are snapping.
[03:53.67]
[00:16.17] It doesn't make you bad.
[00:22.10] On our admission the makeweight lifted
[00:28.15] Stop dwelling on the past.
[00:34.24] I think about the three of us. I wonder how we tessellate
[00:40.25] It would've been much wiser to allow these feelings to abate
[00:50.37] Empty words, so free of connotations
[00:55.37] All dreams come to an end.
[01:02.34] Codify your utterance, communicate your needs
[01:08.47] Prepare your vocabulary.
[01:14.47] My nervous system fails me, my thoughts are becoming fugitive
[01:21.09] And when I'm in your arms, I wonder how much I can give
[01:27.13] The weekend is a Godsend
[01:31.13] The night-time is a lifeline
[01:33.18] Another useless fumble
[01:36.16] Another drunken stumble.
[01:39.22] The pinkness 'round your iris
[01:42.27] Reveals that you've been crying
[01:45.22] But I don't know what my crime is
[01:52.26] I cause upset without trying.
[02:02.30] People are judged on their mistakes
[02:05.27] And how much money they make
[02:08.33] No-one wants to lose their youth
[02:11.36] In a trench like this
[02:14.46] Visiting the same places
[02:17.41] Kissing all the same faces
[02:19.50] Building up support
[02:22.44] Looking for rapport
[02:25.42] I empty out my pockets at the end of the night
[02:31.57] Another scrawled first name
[02:34.52] Another sense of shame
[02:37.53] I need to get to bed before I fail myself again
[02:44.44] We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand.
[02:50.43] The night-time is my lifeline
[02:53.49] The weekend is a Godsend
[02:56.49] Another useless fumble
[02:59.49] Another drunken stumble
[03:02.46] Oh, but the pinkness near your iris
[03:05.46] Reveals that you've been crying
[03:08.53] But I don't know what my crime is
[03:11.54] Behind my crumbling veneer.
[03:22.54] My strength is sapping
[03:24.42] My heartstrings are snapping.
[03:53.67]