(...said "fuck you, Debbie")

[Verse 1]
Always come at me from a different angle
Make me think I don't understand 
 how I'm feeling
Till the feeling that I get out of hand
Visible only till the furthest fountain
Acting like I never got scared
Would I feel it? 
I never wanna be ill-prepared

[Verse 2]
Always tired, I'm trying to get back something
Shit just got so real
I wanna ride
I wanna die on that field
Physical way of night-facing partner
Eyes wide, I let it go too soon
Now I feel it, 
sit with it while I wait by the moon

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm not sleeping
The weight of that weekend
As long as I'm breathing
This is a prayer for love

[Bridge]
Holy water
House of pain
Come through slaughter
To swim again
Holy water
House of pain
Wanna heal from slaughter
And swim again