Tinder Songtext
von Barely Autumn

You′re crawled up in my bed
The worst that I've had, since I met myself
Should have known from your text
′My mind's a mess'
A sign of the times, or my mental trenches?


I′m losing all of my senses
So stuck in defense I′m becoming exchangeable
It's almost grotesque
I can′t forget
What I taught myself, the indifferent ass
I've used up all of my chances
Wasted my time with these godless endeavors
The time of my life
I can′t regret
But the spoils of pride aren't half as enjoyable

I dreamt up all of your specs
Never texted you back
But I meant to do so
Should have known for a fact
My mind′s a mess
While I tell my friends I want something else