I could have sworn I've heard that sound before
You're crying wolf like it's some kind of metaphor
See you don't care if I was barely breathing
All you know is I've got something that's worth stealing
That gleam of mine has caught your eye again
We're all chasing after moons
Like we could pull them down
We all - we live like giants
We're massive in our heads
But we all - we're all just scavengers
Like everybody else.
So is it coy-oat or is it coy-oat-ee
I'm never sure so I'll sit there idly
Pondering where to place inflections
When I should be worried about my sense of direction
Oh, the morning comes too soon
And we're nowhere to be found
We're chasing after moons like we could pull them down
The morning comes too soon and we're nowhere to be found
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