Supermelodic Pulp

you only listen so you can be heard so you can be witnessed and misunderstood and I only speak so I can be found so I can be seized by some foreign sound by something forbidden when I'm feeling safe by something confident when I feel ashamed feed my

I could be your labyrinth you could wander through me again you could panic and scream again but I will hold your echoes in you could be my islander you could be my poor prisoner you could wander my shore to shore and forget about what you're sailing

you had me running from the real thing I didn't even know the difference now I'm feeling so betrayed we'd spoken just the other weekend outside of someone else's window now I'm feeling so betrayed your history to put me out of place and take me to an

intimacy is not something you can give away intimacy is only something you can share with someone else when you are children for a day intimacy is not something you can yell alone intimacy is only something you can shout with someone else when you fi