chrome

Cut your wings

Let's offer it a new

Name

In disarray

It doesn't have to be called love

An accomplice stare

So convincing

And I watch you watch

Uninterested

I'm so uninteresting

But curse my name

Oh no

And our corpse the same

But I feel you're closer

To the breakaway

To the breakaway

I pull the chord

Let the hope decompose again

Oh till you're not bored

Till the soil I'm in claims more of it

I want to know

Who's really you

Cut you open

See through to the other side

What does that feel like?

But curse my name

Oh no

And our corpse the same

But I feel you're closer

To the breakaway

To the breakaway

Well it's all the same

Romanticize

Feed myself lies

Well I'm searching for

A signal fire

A helpless cry

Still taste chrome

Chrome

Chrome

I still taste chrome

But curse my name

Oh no

And our corpse the same

And I still bite the hook that never feeds me

I thought it was chrome

But I was just bleeding