Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRNS
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antoine Meersseman
Composer
César Laloux
Songwriter
Diego Leyder
Composer
Timothée Philippe
Composer
Lyrics
The room is set on fire and I still wanna be what you see in me honey
A bottle has no bottom but I can’t really tell why, I’m just gorgeously in
The window has no answer if you just tell the road you have to go, just hit it
A door is there to find you or you just can escape in the valley up
The ceiling glares at me I cannot help but forget what your face look like
An Irony I guess since the bed is so thin and so is my damn pillow
My mind is playing tricks on me, hard to describe, I want some hope now, don’t you?
A light flares in the distance in the clouds and the mist, I can see that now, can’t you?
Like an exquisite corpse, it is unfolding
Don’t try to tell a story, and stop withholding
Rotating cadaver, that’s what it seems to be
I’m just explaining too much, I’m meta-writing
She saw me with just a bullet bone
You can write it just so my window wears the dawn
Suit yourself, reading all that about
It isn’t my fault, I hope you’re not alone
I hope you’re not alone
I wish you were at home
Written by: Antoine Meersseman, César Laloux, Diego Leyder, Timothée Philippe

