Paris Jackson

lighthouse

Paris Jackson


I'm the flask in your pocket on a rainy day
And she's the one that you share it with on the train
And you burn your throat
Intoxicated on what could have been our love
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I know those few drops won't satiate
And I know I'm not what fills your veins
Yeah
Made it to the coast
With your notes on my ghost and everything its made of

I can feel the lights go low
But I don't wanna let go now
Maybe if I turn around, you'll see me
And what you used to be
(Your wave keeps crashing in a changeless sea)
(And I can't help but feel its drowning me)

No, I can't breathe
The oil burnt in the lighthouse
My ship wrecked on your teeth

I can feel the lights go low
But I don't wanna let go now
Maybe if I turn around, you'll see me
I can feel the lights go low
But I don't wanna let go now
Maybe if I turn around, you'll see me
And what you used to be (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

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