- 作词 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Ethel Cain/Ilsey Juber/Slinger
- 作曲 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Ethel Cain/Ilsey Juber/Slinger
- The ground reaches out to catch me softly in her baseball mitt
- I'm tired of the dirt and grit
- I want something soft
- I'm a fish in a bucket, dashin', he tried to take me out
- Hooks in my mouth
- Listen to me when I say, "Ouch"
- I want something soft
- So I give into the fall, fall, fall (It's cold out here)
- I need something soft
- Down feathers over rocks
- I died and I went with both of my hands in the mud, the mud
- It felt like a God, how she held me
- I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (She's not around anymore)
- I bathеd in her waterfalls
- And continued to fall, fall (A wintеr in the exosphere)
- Burnin' like a dying star
- Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
- Settin' a crooked dejectory
- The journey here was hard
- I was almost pulled apart
- Tryina leave this orbit, took what's left of me
- The forest reaches out to guide me, blue fire paths of Will-O'-Whisps
- Illuminate the darkness's old tricks, I'm nobody's captive (Mm-mm-mm)
- I asked him not to kill me politely, he drained my magic core, bottled up at the source
- I washed up on a sea glass shores
- I'm nobody's captain
- It felt like a God, how she held me
- I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (She's not around anymore)
- I bathed in her waterfalls
- And continued to fall, fall (A winter in the exosphere)
- Burnin' like a dying star
- Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
- Settin' a crooked dejectory
- The journey here was hard
- I was almost pulled apart
- Tryina leave this orbit, took what's left of me
- Burnin' like a dying star
- Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
- Settin' a crooked dejectory
- The journey here was hard
- I was almost pulled apart
- Tryina leave this orbit, took what's left of me
- The ground reaches out to catch me, softly in her baseball mitt
- I'm tired of the dirt and grit, I want something soft
- [00:00.000] 作词 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Ethel Cain/Ilsey Juber/Slinger
- [00:01.000] 作曲 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Ethel Cain/Ilsey Juber/Slinger
- [00:21.155] The ground reaches out to catch me softly in her baseball mitt
- [00:30.390] I'm tired of the dirt and grit
- [00:35.832] I want something soft
- [00:42.416] I'm a fish in a bucket, dashin', he tried to take me out
- [00:49.204] Hooks in my mouth
- [00:51.687] Listen to me when I say, "Ouch"
- [00:57.102] I want something soft
- [00:59.188]
- [01:01.944] So I give into the fall, fall, fall (It's cold out here)
- [01:07.771] I need something soft
- [01:10.580] Down feathers over rocks
- [01:13.816] I died and I went with both of my hands in the mud, the mud
- [01:23.734] It felt like a God, how she held me
- [01:29.047] I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (She's not around anymore)
- [01:34.147] I bathеd in her waterfalls
- [01:39.668] And continued to fall, fall (A wintеr in the exosphere)
- [01:44.206]
- [01:47.032] Burnin' like a dying star
- [01:49.914] Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
- [01:53.544] Settin' a crooked dejectory
- [01:57.719] The journey here was hard
- [02:00.726] I was almost pulled apart
- [02:03.956] Tryina leave this orbit, took what's left of me
- [02:06.938]
- [02:07.849] The forest reaches out to guide me, blue fire paths of Will-O'-Whisps
- [02:16.303] Illuminate the darkness's old tricks, I'm nobody's captive (Mm-mm-mm)
- [02:29.021] I asked him not to kill me politely, he drained my magic core, bottled up at the source
- [02:38.290] I washed up on a sea glass shores
- [02:43.592] I'm nobody's captain
- [02:48.828]
- [02:49.367] It felt like a God, how she held me
- [02:54.419] I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (She's not around anymore)
- [02:59.697] I bathed in her waterfalls
- [03:05.130] And continued to fall, fall (A winter in the exosphere)
- [03:08.152]
- [03:12.105] Burnin' like a dying star
- [03:15.180] Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
- [03:18.674] Settin' a crooked dejectory
- [03:22.975] The journey here was hard
- [03:25.868] I was almost pulled apart
- [03:29.307] Tryina leave this orbit, took what's left of me
- [03:33.411] Burnin' like a dying star
- [03:36.433] Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
- [03:39.940] Settin' a crooked dejectory
- [03:44.191] The journey here was hard
- [03:47.090] I was almost pulled apart
- [03:50.681] Tryina leave this orbit, took what's left of me
- [03:53.934]
- [03:54.880] The ground reaches out to catch me, softly in her baseball mitt
- [04:03.806] I'm tired of the dirt and grit, I want something soft