Text: Freelance Whales. Ghosting.

Do you ever play with kids in the basement
Soot upon your face so you were a hot mess
All your little molars cracked in the pressure
Come here little sister, let's get you to bed

But oh you caught me sleeping in the power sockets
You caught me mildew in the tiles of the bathroom
And oh you shot a glance like I was doing okay
Oh I am never on my way

Do you ever run with him in the morning
Think about jumping over the back fence
Seven different places need a bitter mending
All we use are eyes to fill in most the gaps

But oh you caught me sleeping in the power sockets
You caught me mildew in the tiles of the bathroom
And oh you shot a glance like I was doing okay
Oh I am never on my way

The reasons my molars are so broken
Is I spend too much time ghosting
With the likes of you and yours

The reasons my insides are swollen
Is I spend too much time ghosting
With the likes of you and yours