Tactical Terry

I heard through your bed
A taste of life that’s in my head
Will I pick up?
Will this pick up?

Pretend
Pretend Friends
I offer organs
I know you’ll return them
Seen and chosen over

Ammended Memory of the takes
A pool of light across my face
That’s this place
That’s it

[Chorus]

If I look
One Second at a time
I feel fine
I am fine

I expect
The
Gravity of this attempt
To pull you all into my vantage

Can I have your attention please?
Just a taste should get me by

Pretend
Pretend Friends
You have my organs
Though they belong to others
The trade begins again

Craving every faceless gaze
A Glimpse of how I should behave
Act this way
That’s iiiiiiiit

[Chorus]

If I look
One Second at a time
I feel fine
I am fine

I expect
The
Gravity of this attempt
To pull you all into my vantage

Can I have your attention please
Just a taste helps me survive
Can I spot the light that you’re seeking
The spark that keeps this place alive

Can I be the one who holds it
Change myself to suit it’s shade
We’ll burn brightly together and then
Your eyes will behold us again