The Orielles
Liminal Spaces
Oh you
Paint in your fruit
Draw a picture for my wall
But I don’t see why you started drawing at all

It’s haunting me
Just like a bad dream
That I didn’t love you
Put everything above you

Some things are strange
I’m lying around like it’s all just gonna happen to me
Can’t even decide if that’s a good or a bad thing

Just like a city
Accepting no guest
A cannibal eating your own kind
Oh yeah but you knew that I wouldn’t mind

Oh I
I see myself
In liminal spaces
Seeing new faces