A New Distraction © 2024 https://suno.com/@anewdistraction +++++++++++++++++++++ [intro] (6 feet under, Under the ground. Please stop reaching, Reaching a hand.) [Musical caesura] [Verse 1] Your eyes made of marble, Beautiful but cold, Staring like daggers in backs made of gold. You're reaching like branches, Leaving seeds in the snow, Waiting for summers To imprint on your soul. [Verse 2] You're questioning, "can I, Still come over tonight?" While resting your fingers on triggers of lies. You're a cascading cadaver, Kinetically sound, Ringing the bells While 6 feet under, Under the ground. [Chorus] Why are you reaching, Reaching like the damned? A zombified leeching Of the feelings I once had. So tap once, tap twice, Pirouette upon their head, 'Cause they'll never stop reaching, Reaching for your hand. [Musical interlude] [Verse 3] You're drowning in moments, You'll never let go, Painting your portrait In colors unknown. You're the phantom of closure, The ghost of blame, Haunting your story, While cursing the flame. [Musical caesura] [Bridge] Give me your abstract, Give me your lines, The in-between resting From living a lie. Unconsciously cautious, Unequivocally kind, To no one who listened, Deceptive design. [Chorus] Why are you reaching, Reaching like the damned? A zombified leeching Of the feelings I once had. So tap once, tap twice, Pirouette upon their head, 'Cause they'll never stop reaching, Reaching for your hand. [Musical interlude] [Outro] 6 feet under, Under the ground. Please stop reaching, Reaching for my hand.
