Ectothermic Songtext
von julip

I would count the freckles on your forehead
To try to make the seconds pass a little slower
Now your name is starting to taste foul
When it′s sitting in my mouth, but I won't spit it out

You′re in the rearview, the song on the radio
Thought I left you back home
You followed me up the coast


The memories flickering
Slipping through fingers
And when the reel plays back
We're shadowy figures

You had my heart on a batphone baby
Til you went and blew it
Looking into the static for signs
That this isn't through yet

The fact you don′t wanna talk
Is really getting me off
I wanna keep you burning
But you′re so ectothermic