convos (feat. Ryan Mitchell Grey)

I was looking for the patterns

They were swaying at me, back and forth

And I knew it wouldn't matter

But the soul would tell me what I'm worth

Tell me that I'm sane again

That I'm just tripping

Tell me to come home again

I need your comfort in my arms

Conversations from the table

Haven't been feeling as thin as Denver air

I knew things were unstable

When I started to miss all the clothes that you wear

I knew I was insane again

I know I'm tripping

Tell me to come home again

I need your comfort in my arms

I need your comfort in my arms

I need your comfort in my-

Things are not the same

I'll never understand how things got too gigantic

Too gigantic fast

Things are not the same

I thought that we were starting to be too galactic

Not too gigantic

Conversations from the table

Haven't been feeling as thin as Denver air

I knew things were unstable

When I started to miss all the clothes that you wear

I knew I was insane again

I know I'm tripping

Tell me to come home again

I need your comfort in my arms

I need your comfort in my arms

I need your comfort in my-