letra de digital/physical heart - vane lily
awake at witching hours
i open up my phone screen
i clear the notifs, check my locked
hum a dull melody
i say i’m sick of trying
i say i’m sick of breathing
i say i’m sick of waiting ’til the grim reaper takes me
i think of why to cry
i think of why to burst
i think i’ll write a song to post on the twenty-first
if i can’t change these feelings
if i can’t look ahead
then maybe in the end it’s just not worth the stress
sitting at my desk (oh-whoa-oh-whoa)
my body’s enwrapped by the light of a daw (na-na-na)
spoken as a jest (oh-whoa-oh-whoa)
while trying to word what the h-ll feels wrong (whoa)
can you see the way my body starts to shake
reminded of another day on stage
it’s all the same
no matter what i do these feelings will never change
i found a hideaway
a place where i could breathe
a place where i felt safe
i thought i felt a glitch but to be real i wasn’t ready for this
take my fears
crush them into parts, but
can you crush a digital heart?
oh, hold my hand
we can run away and find a way to survive in this virtual place
sitting at my desk (oh-whoa-oh-whoa)
my body’s enwrapped by the light of a daw (na-na-na)
spoken as a jest (oh-whoa-oh-whoa)
still trying to word what the h-ll feels wrong (whoa)
can you see the way my body starts to shake
still placing every broken part on stage
it’s all the same
no matter what i do these feelings will never change
i found a hideaway
a place where i could breathe
a place where i felt safe
i thought i felt a glitch but to be real i wasn’t ready for this
dehumanized in the eyes of the masses
am i even a person?
i don’t know
do you know?
could you even know?
take my fears
crush them into parts, but
can you crush a digital heart?
oh, hold my hand
we can run away and find a way to survive in this virtual place
can you see the way
my heart’s about to break? (na-na-na, na-na-na)
can you see the way
my heart’s about to break? (na-na-na, na-na-na)
who cares about our feelings?
who cares about what we’re seeing?
who cares about our boundaries?
whoa-oh
it’s kinda hard to breathe when your suffering’s seen as a commodity, whoa
and you can’t do a thing
take my fears
crush them into parts, but
can you crush a physical heart?
oh, hold my hand
we can run away and find a way to create a new happy place
man, i need a break, whoa
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