day, zella
you got those scissors from the drawer
you never dug so deep before
if i stop trying
we start dying
you're cutting me out
baby who you fighting?
who you fighting?
you make me wanna love
hate
cry
take
every part of you
you make me wanna scream
burn
touch
learn
ooh
i close my eyes
just close the door
you want a minute
i'll give you more
maybe i don't want you either
we're both unsettled
nighttime creatures
shadow preachers
you wanna break
you break alone
you wanna leave
you're on your own