On some pink flats Try to get my feelings back Breathing in the ash X should mark the hidden pass A thousand bits of glass on me I got glitter hands Turning into sand Vacuum seal like plastic bags Sleeping with a chain on me Feel like 50 shades Is it me I can't see CDG my aftershave It feels like acid rain Every day I feel the same Maybe in a way I will never feel again I got a disconnect One day get to internet Buy afgan, breaking open cigarettes I'm so innocent But I got some evil friends I just want to spend Never fall in love again