Hanging from the thumbnail of the moon, loosen the tension
Must be kind of unusual, not fair falling short of denial
I'm tied up again, I'm tied upside down again
I looked up again, I must be down, I must be down, I must be
Hanging from the thumbnail of La Luna, loosen the tension
Satellites and paper chrome, reflecting damage forever
I fucked up again, I must be down, the tide and the stars
They're all tangled waiting for me to find my ground
