Host Songtext
von Zoee
Host Songtext
You said that "I need to be alone babe."
So why is it that you′re not on your own babe?
I'm sick of hearing lines designed to pacify
I′d rather you just look me straight in the eyes
And say I don't love you anymore
Instead you keep me held, so unsure
It's almost like you want to keep my hands tied
Just in case you wake up and you realise
That the love I felt, it was true
Now it′s a ghost that looms over you
Feels like all the bullshit that defines you
Is the bullshit that reminds me
I′m living with a host
Your mission is exposed
I had to close the door on you to resurrect
The parts of me that I appeared to neglect
Who is this substitute that I'm talking to?
Where is the person that I thought I knew?
At times I thought I might get through
To emotions so repressed in you
A flicker, then it disappears
Feelings land on deaf ears
At night I′d call out from the bed
To a glistening machine, messing up my head
Feels like all the bullshit that defines you
Is the bullshit that reminds me
I'm living with a host
The walls are getting close
Oohh oooh ooh
Feels like all the bullshit that defines you
Is the bullshit that reminds me
I′m living with a host
Your mission is exposed
So why is it that you′re not on your own babe?
I'm sick of hearing lines designed to pacify
I′d rather you just look me straight in the eyes
And say I don't love you anymore
Instead you keep me held, so unsure
It's almost like you want to keep my hands tied
Just in case you wake up and you realise
That the love I felt, it was true
Now it′s a ghost that looms over you
Feels like all the bullshit that defines you
Is the bullshit that reminds me
I′m living with a host
Your mission is exposed
I had to close the door on you to resurrect
The parts of me that I appeared to neglect
Who is this substitute that I'm talking to?
Where is the person that I thought I knew?
At times I thought I might get through
To emotions so repressed in you
A flicker, then it disappears
Feelings land on deaf ears
At night I′d call out from the bed
To a glistening machine, messing up my head
Feels like all the bullshit that defines you
Is the bullshit that reminds me
I'm living with a host
The walls are getting close
Oohh oooh ooh
Feels like all the bullshit that defines you
Is the bullshit that reminds me
I′m living with a host
Your mission is exposed
Writer(s): Harriet Zoe Pittard, Rowan Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

