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