Torch Yourself lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Gloria Record
Album: The Gloria Record

Lyrics

This town has no seasons
It's the middle of october
And you'd think there'd be a nice
Cool breeze by now (but you'd be wrong)
The summer lingers here for half of the year
And I'm convinced that we are all about to crash into the sun
I fell asleep on paper wings
These people have no feelings
Their heads are the only things that ever teach them anything about love
And I'm not sad, I just want to trust someone so badly
I just want something beautiful to happen here right now
I fell asleep on paper wings
These words have no manners
They come to me at night when I am trying to sleep
(And shake me violently, like it's the end of the world or something)
And I wake up on paper wings