Of Drawing

Every moment I try to escape
Every horror that I couldn't face
Can't wait for the feeling to come back
Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back

I see the future that we'll never make
Every city that we'll never take
Can't wait for the feeling to come back
Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back

And when you find the covers off your legs
My nails drip with saliva can't behave
There's still a sense of drawing
Still a scent about you
I might lie to have something to say

All of the hours I fit in a day
All of the moments I try to replace
Can't wait for the feeling to come back
Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back

Theres not a second I'm sorry to waste
All of the nights that turned into days
Can't wait for the feeling to come back
Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back

And when you find the covers off your legs
My nails drip with saliva can't behave
And when you find the covers off your legs
My nails drip with saliva can't behave

Theres still a sense of drawing
Still a scent about you
I might lie to have something to say
Theres still a sense of drawing
Still a scent about you
I might lie to have something to say