Two Holes

Even from a distance
I can feel the pull
Of two holes like beacons
The fog in your breath
Pulls your world around me
Makes me blind for a sec
Makes me reach towards you
Makes me breathe in your scent
And I taste lychee

I won’t be alone
Not in this mess of traces
Not in the way I move and shake and tremble
Can’t see where I’m turning
I can’t be alone
How did I fill up on nothing?
I can’t be alone
Not in the way that I’m turning

Drawn like spires
That stand tall in their yearning
I’ve spеnt hours
Blurring my boundaries
Do you see my holes?
Is therе fog where I’m breathing?
Does my world surround you?

I won’t be alone
Not in this mess of traces
Not in the way I move and shake and tremble
Can’t see where I’m turning
I can’t be alone
How did I fill up on nothing?
I can’t be alone
Not in the way that I’m turning

Two holes, two holes
Even from a distance, I feel the pull
Of two holes, two holes
Even from a distance, I feel the pull
Of two holes, in my holes
Where you suck the air out
Suck the air out
Suck the air out
Suck this air out