dot bella quist - i was me (note to self, pt. 2) lyrics
[intro]
note to self you might not be able to recreate this state of mind tomorrow
i awoke and felt i was unstable accepted my fate carrying crates of sorrow
i’m broken melting off my labels, the best mistake, unmarrying faces borrowed
it was me
then it was we
then it was me and you
then it was what do we do?
[verse]
lend me your eyes, a dye on my life coloring everything
i’m wondering, editing
blundering, exiting dull perspectives
making my bed in the unprotected
meeting, expanding giving blessed
transits, transients trip tested
time invested, exceeding decency
eden’s keys leasing me out
i’m captive to knowing and what’s next
doubt beauty and held breath
minting currency loot chests
currently giving it my best
winning at made up addition
sharp decisions, gnosis
hearing whoever will listen
i ponder the first meiosis
while cycling learned poses
imposing on my focus
centering on some yogic lotus
what was the question?
no no, i know this
was there a question?
no no i know this
i’m here to remind you i’m you but i’m not
escaping our monolith
i’m new and i fought for this
is it better to not exist?
i’m a star with the weight of your wishes
i wish that it wasn’t my business
a note crumpled up in your fist
i give you a gift you just
tell me what’s wrong with it
read my mind i’m sending you shapes
circles, orbs, dots, lines
read my mind i’m sending you colors
red, blue, black, white
read my mind i’m sending you letters
a, b, x, y
read my mind i’m sending you words
love, lillys, b+tterflies
read my mind i’m sending you life sentences
forgetting my etiquette
a mix of missed messages
hope like an optimist
love like a pessimist
from behind the steel of my own bars
i’ve been trying to hold you
i can’t even tell my selves apart
how am i to supposed to unfold you?
[outro]
i was me
then i was we
then i was me and you
now i’m what do we do
note to self
you might not be able to recreate this emotion+scape tomorrow
you’ll awake and feel perhaps more stable accept your fate, it’s time to paint over your sorrows
repair what’s broken, forgive mistakes, someday you’ll have to return this body you borrowed
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