Lunarbaby

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Wanted space, so I got it, now it’s way too quiet.
Another silent Saturday night, I’m trying not to buy it.
Staring at an avocado cake with a single candle burning low,
Happy birthday, Lunarbaby, nowhere left to go.
Another half-empty cup left on the kitchen floor,
Another text from my sister asking what I’m waiting for.
I thought about your car, how it rattled on the highway,
Another afternoon I wasted trying to do it my way.
Another text I started drafting but will never send,
Another stupid little thing I forced to be an end.Well, sometimes I feel like I’m just staring into space,
Sitting on the bathroom tiles, trying to erase.
Push away the people who are calling just to check,
But it’s me who keeps on making myself a total wreck.I’m so tired of the distance that I put between us two,
Every conversation feels like something I undo.
And I’m playing out the arguments so well inside my head,
But it’s me who wants to call you instead,
Me who wants to call you instead.
Pull the blankets over my head,
Staring at the wall.And every night, I wake up at exactly half past three,
Where I’m walking through your street and you don't even look at me.
I can't open up the gate, I can't even knock the door,
I read somewhere it’s 'cause my mind is keeping all the score.
And I tell someone I’m busy just as a distraction,
They tell me that they miss me like I’m some tourist attraction.
They’re changing all my habits and I just let it happen,
I got the freedom that I wanted, it's just not what I imagined.Well, sometimes I feel like I’m just staring into space,
Sitting on the bathroom tiles, trying to erase.
Push away the people who are calling just to check,
But it’s me who keeps on making myself a total wreck.I’m so tired of the distance that I put between us two,
Every conversation feels like something I undo.
And I’m playing out the arguments so well inside my head,
But it’s me who wants to call you instead,
Me who wants to call you instead.
Pull the blankets over my head,
Staring at the wall.Sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be alone,
Counting all the numbers that I deleted from my phone.
But everything’s gone lunar, cold and far away...
Yeah, everything’s gone lunar today.Well, sometimes I feel like I’m just staring into space,
Sitting on the bathroom tiles, trying to erase.
Push away the people who are calling just to check,
But it’s me who keeps on making myself a total wreck!
I’m so tired of the distance that I put between us two,
Every conversation feels like something I undo.
And I’m playing out the arguments so well inside my head,
But it’s me who wants to call you instead,
Me who wants to call you instead.Pull the blankets over my head,
Staring at the wall.
(Ooh‑oh)

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© [2026] #Krayne- All rights reserved. Wanted space, so I got it, now it’s way too quiet. Another silent Saturday night, I’m trying not to buy it. Staring at an avocado cake with a single candle burning low, Happy birthday, Lunarbaby, nowhere left to go. Another half-empty cup left on the kitchen floor, Another text from my sister asking what I’m waiting for. I thought about your car, how it rattled on the highway, Another afternoon I wasted trying to do it my way. Another text I started drafting but will never send, Another stupid little thing I forced to be an end.Well, sometimes I feel like I’m just staring into space, Sitting on the bathroom tiles, trying to erase. Push away the people who are calling just to check, But it’s me who keeps on making myself a total wreck.I’m so tired of the distance that I put between us two, Every conversation feels like something I undo. And I’m playing out the arguments so well inside my head, But it’s me who wants to call you instead, Me who wants to call you instead. Pull the blankets over my head, Staring at the wall.And every night, I wake up at exactly half past three, Where I’m walking through your street and you don't even look at me. I can't open up the gate, I can't even knock the door, I read somewhere it’s 'cause my mind is keeping all the score. And I tell someone I’m busy just as a distraction, They tell me that they miss me like I’m some tourist attraction. They’re changing all my habits and I just let it happen, I got the freedom that I wanted, it's just not what I imagined.Well, sometimes I feel like I’m just staring into space, Sitting on the bathroom tiles, trying to erase. Push away the people who are calling just to check, But it’s me who keeps on making myself a total wreck.I’m so tired of the distance that I put between us two, Every conversation feels like something I undo. And I’m playing out the arguments so well inside my head, But it’s me who wants to call you instead, Me who wants to call you instead. Pull the blankets over my head, Staring at the wall.Sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be alone, Counting all the numbers that I deleted from my phone. But everything’s gone lunar, cold and far away... Yeah, everything’s gone lunar today.Well, sometimes I feel like I’m just staring into space, Sitting on the bathroom tiles, trying to erase. Push away the people who are calling just to check, But it’s me who keeps on making myself a total wreck! I’m so tired of the distance that I put between us two, Every conversation feels like something I undo. And I’m playing out the arguments so well inside my head, But it’s me who wants to call you instead, Me who wants to call you instead.Pull the blankets over my head, Staring at the wall. (Ooh‑oh) © [2026] #Krayne- All rights reserved.

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