The Battle Of The Boy Least Likely To lyrics

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Artist: The Boy Least Likely To
Album: The Best Party Ever

Lyrics

Warm milk and honey
Sweeten my teeth
From little acorns you.
You quietly made me.
Made me into me

Paper thin skin stretched
Over my bones
From shells and pebbles you.
You quietly made me..?
Made me a home

But I can't get used
To being alone
And I won't get used
To being alone

Under a full moon
Hopelessly trying to
Retrace our footsteps in the snow
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go

Foxes in boxes
And butterfly blues
From little acorns you.
You quietly made me.
Made me into you

Holding it under
My tounge 'til it stings
From all of my demons
You quietly saved me
Again and again

But now I feel
And surface again
Yes, I can feel
And surface again

From little bubbles
Little air bubbles
Little embolysms grow
I don't know to hang on
Everything I feel feels wrong
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go