Dying Star (feat. Ethel Cain)

The ground reaches out to catch me Softly in her baseball mitt I'm tired of the dirt and grit I want something soft I'm a fish in a bucket, thrashing He tried to take me out, hooks in my mouth Listen to me when I say ouch I want something soft So I give in to the fall, fall, fall (it's cold out here) I need somethin' soft, down feathers over rocks I died and I land with both of my hands In the mud, the mud It felt like a god, how she held me I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (Is there anyone?) I bathed in her waterfalls And continued to fall, fall (I'm entering the exosphere) Burnin' like a dyin' star Invasive weeds rooted in my heart Set in a crooked trajectory The journey here was hard I was almost pulled apart Tryna leave this orbit, took what's left of me The forest reaches out to guide me Blue fire paths of will-o-wisps Illuminate the darkness's old tricks I'm nobody's captive (mm-mm) I asked him not to kill me politely He drained my magic core, bottled up at the source I washed up on a sea glass shores I'm nobody's captive (mm-mm) It felt like a god, how she held me I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all I bathed in her waterfalls And continued to fall, fall Burnin' like a dyin' star Invasive weeds rooted in my heart Set in a crooked trajectory The journey here was hard I was almost pulled apart Tryna leave this orbit, took what's left of me Burnin' like a dyin' star Invasive weeds rooted in my heart Set in a crooked trajectory The journey here was hard I was almost pulled apart Tryna leave this orbit, took what's left of me The ground reaches out to catch me Softly in her baseball mitt I'm tired of the dirt and grit I want something soft