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