​stasis.

⟦ Verse 1: leastfavorite! ⟧
I could run, run, run until my legs give out
It's never far enough away
I could try, try, try to figure something out
It only ever lasts a day

Remember the nights spent making you hold me
To mimic the comfort of finding a friend
And then I would try to mend it would break and bend
And then I'd do it all again

⟦ Chorus: leastfavorite! ⟧
Guess it's calling
We were made for falling all apart
I know you're sick of sparring
Time to patch the scarring on your heart

⟦ Verse 2: leastfavorite! ⟧
You could run, run, run until you're out of brеath
But what's the purpose anyway?
I could chalk it all up to an ego dеath
And watch the colors fade to gray

Remember the times you told me you loved me
When I would make sure you'd still say it first
We knew it was ending soon, the impending doom
Of either leaving through the door or a hearse

⟦ Chorus: leastfavorite! ⟧
And all we had was nothing
Wasn't made for loving anyone
You'll find my strength and preach it
I'll attach and leech until you're gone

⟦ Verse 3: dynastic ⟧
Yeah, I never sewed the buttons back onto my favorite shirt
'Cause the needle fails to hold the thread of trying to make it work
So we hold each other in contempt and in each others words
Now, I express
I see galleries of faces
I see galleries

I warned you I was wearing thin, you didn't say a thing
As we lost all focus in the storm and counted the time between
When the bullet of the sky collides with soil underneath
The place we sleep
In the galleries of stasis
In the galleries

⟦ Bridge: leastfavorite! + dynastic ⟧
It was something you said in your sleep
I knew the one in your heart wasn't me
It was something you said in your sleep
I knew the one in your heart wasn't me
It was something you said in your sleep
I knew the one in your heart wasn't me
It was something you said in your sleep
I knew the one in your heart wasn't me

⟦ Chorus: leastfavorite! + dynastic⟧
Guess it's calling
We were made for falling all apart (In the galleries of stasis)
I know you're sick of sparring
Time to patch the scarring on your heart (In the galleries of stasis)

We can work this out
'Cause we've got common ground
And we both want this
I know we both need this badly
I give more than you take
I take more than you have

We both know it wasn't gonna happen for us