Bleeding Violet

This one, it really reminds me personally of, just, um Know when I've been somewhere inside And like dancing for a, for a long time And I just completely lost my sense of time and space and reality And I come outside, maybe on the balcony or something And I just get hit with everything at once Like the wet dirt, the bit of, like, wet tobacco smell And the, um, the trees and everything, the weeds around me And it's just like this feeling of Really, this feeling of groundedness (groundedness) within the reality But there's also like, a tiny sense of emptiness or loneliness that comes with it And for me, I really like, um I really like feeling sensitive (Sensitive, sensitive, sensitive) I've been dancing for so long Blurry faces laugh along the walls We're smoking cigarettes with swans I dig my heels into the lawn I'm lonely but I like it The sky is bleeding violet I wish I could describe it (groundedness) We're on the verge of flying Rain and wind are flooding through the windows Lose my breath, my face is hot and pink I like to guess what everybody's feeling Gain and losing feelings to their dreams I hope they're feeling everything, everything I hope they're feeling everything, everything I hope they're feeling everything, everything I hope they're feeling everything, everything Ah, everything, everything Ah, ah, everything, everything Hee-e-e, oh, everything, everything Ah, ah, ah Everything, everything, ooh, ooh Everything, everything Ah, ah, everything, everything, ooh, ooh Sensitive, sensitive, sensitive, sensitive Sensitive, sensitive, sensitive, sensitive