Текст Elliot Moss – Bodyintoshapes

Bend my body into shapes

Bend my body into shapes
Till the butterflies escape
When the room sits still and quiet

Bend my body into shapes
To show me how to fit
My arms and legs are crossed
The way you taught me to sit

I woke up in the dark
Pressed up on the window
This glass is cold
I’m thinking in circles
My mind is a razor and you’re looking like a thread

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes

Bend my body into shapes
Till the butterflies escape
My arms and legs are crossed
And they’re pinned down by your weight

I woke up in the dark
Pressed up on the window
This glass is cold
This room is turning circles

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes