Guest Room (Ft. S. Carey)

Give me a break from the constant ceiling, empty, moonlit
Between the lawless sea walls, I've been phoning it all
In a little bit
Keep it down there in the guest room, let me out, Iwanna see you, oh, I could've told you how to bleed through... let me out a minute, let me out int o the blue
Couldn't watch you lean-in without it scoring my skin
Out on a limb
Could've caught you speeding. I didn't want to butt-in
Can sneak you in again
Terraforming in the guest room quit yawning, it'll test you, and all eyes mandatory on the reboot
Let me out, wanna see you