Niall James Holohan
Paper, Scissors, Stone
I can see you in my sleep
Hear you breathing you in my dreams
And I cannot resist
I can feel you in the night
I can see your starry eyes
When I’m lonely
But these nights
I kinda wanna lie
I kinda wanna seek what I can find
All this grief
I kind wanna leave
I kind wish I’d fell in love with thieves
I can feel you in my heart
I can feel you in my art
And now
I’m not ashamed to say that’s what it is
Yeah, I miss you all the time
Especially when it’s late at night
And I’m lonely
But these nights
I kinda wanna lie
I kinda wanna see what I can try
Compromise, never in my life
That must be for someone else
Not I
But you say
You kinda wanna stay
You kind wanna love again
Through these trees
I just wanna free
I just wanna see what I can see
Sentimental anger
Fall in love with hunger
Falling in love with sleeping
Fall in love with having sex
Fall in love with drinking
Fall in love with consequence
Consequence is a fucker
I only ever get all wet
Fall in love for giving
I don’t look after myself
Fall in love with living
Instead of someone else
I don’t what you’re thinking
I don’t wanna read your mind
So please don’t try to read mine