Work Text:
arms,
I can't leave from the arms of the place where no one stays
scream into the world, here the burns often cut through my heart as it starts to heal
but left turn, everything falls into place
I don't have space, I can't
(ooh-wee-ooh, ooh-ooh)
the ripping my bread left a trail last night
these are the places you get in a lifetime spent
of diving in their arms
(ooh-ooh)
their arms
(ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
(ooh-ooh, oh)
left turn, everything falls into place
he is spinning from that place
(ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
