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Swallowing

CUSTOM

[intro] Something moved when I closed my eyes Not in the room Somewhere behind it [verse 1] The room grows smaller while I sleep The walls lean in but never speak A shadow drinks the edge of light And leaves me less with every night The floor gives way beneath my feet But I keep falling through the sheets No shape, no face, no name to know Just something waiting down below [pre-chorus] I know this place I’ve been here before Every time I find the way out It moves the door [chorus] Where did the ceiling go? Why is the ground so far below? Why do I know this voice When I don’t recognise the sound? Something is pulling me Somewhere I’ve already been I feel the edges closing in And I don’t know where I end [verse 2] Morning leaves its coat outside The daylight never comes inside My name is written on the glass But every letter faces back I reach for air and find a thread It winds itself around my chest I pull, it tightens, pull again Until I’m holding my own end [pre-chorus] I know this place It knows me more Every time I force it open There’s another door [chorus] Where did the ceiling go? Why is the ground so far below? Why does the room remember me Better than I know myself? Something is pulling me Somewhere beneath my skin I feel the edges folding in And I don’t know where I begin [bridge] There is no mouth There is no beast No claws beneath the bed No footsteps in the hall Only the quiet Taking what it needs Only a little less of me Each time I wake [breakdown] I wake up I fall through I wake up I fall through The room turns The floor moves The walls breathe I lose you I wake up I fall through I wake up I fall through And every time I reach the light Something pulls me back into [final chorus] Where did the ceiling go? Why is the ground so far below? Why is my voice outside of me? Why does it answer when I don’t? Something is pulling me Somewhere I’ve always been I feel the edges folding in I don’t know where I begin Something is swallowing Not flesh, not bone, not skin Just every part that answers back When I ask myself who I am [outro] The room grows smaller while I sleep Or maybe I do [end]