You don’t call it sleeping, do you?
Watching movies at the end of your youth
It's so harmless
Fleeting
For years i have seen it latch onto fever dreams

You got a few hours?
You got a few seams
Let me stitch them for you
My fixings are yours to keep

Oh baby, there is so much more

Will you watch your movie with me?
Can i point out the scenes that i’m in?
Then can we fuck
Up the picture
And blow out the tape
Cause the next one we’re in is the best one we’ll make

There is so much more