Clairo
The Only Ones
The siren won't ring unless I'm half-asleep
It comes back in the morning
The smoking gun still lingers
Even as I lie it down to breathe
A quick trip to the bathroom sink
How am I supposed to be satisfied
When all I do is pick the random sign?
But it's the one that seems right, it's a losing fight
Right now, my sister's working harder I ever did
Using the same clock and the same skin
The emblem reminds us all to win
And maybe she'll have twins
And if I should be the godmother I'll become stationed
If we're the only ones to make it
And if we're the only ones who care
Bury my dull love, my own harsh wounds swingin' on the wicker chair
From Letras Mania