Fox

You're in a fiction Of a past that you wrote down Stuck in a time when My mind came out of my mouth You're stuck inside my head again It's pressing against my skin You think it's a case unknown The father's gone, and the mother's gonna come back to this home I saw your face In a magazine In a daydream, and it cut me off And you're still returning glances To let the people know But you never noticed that you (couldn't! Couldn't! Couldn't! Couldn't!) Couldn't cut me out And you're making an offering To a god you don't believe Taking your time to be someone that you never want to be (couldn't! Couldn't! Couldn't! Couldn't!) Any moment now I will disintegrate You'll make your move, and I will fade out Well any moment now I will disintegrate You'll make your move, and I will fade out Any moment now I will disintegrate You'll make your move, and I will fade out (fade! Fade! Fade! Fade!) Any moment now I will disintegrate You'll make your move, and I... I saw your face In a magazine (fade! Fade! Fade! Fade!) In a fever dream, and it cut me off