Crooked from Femmeland by VASSIŁINA

I'm scared of dying
They said I'll be fine
But every time I'm hoping
Things go out of hand
It's driving me mad
It's all over my blood
Might take a pill
So I don't feel sad

Breaking down the time
Don't know how low, how long
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low, how long
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low

But now at the back of your car
I can I can really cry
At the back of your car
I can I can really try
At the back of your car
I can I can really cry
At the back of your car

Heading out of this city
I feel crooked inside
You can never really tell
If I'll stay for a while
I've stayed behind, I've tried to cry
I might take a pill so it can force me to try

Breaking down the time
Don't know how low, how long
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low, how long
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low

But now at the back of your car
I can I can really cry
At the back of your car
I can I can really try
At the back of your car
I can I can really cry
At the back of your car

Breaking down the time
Don't know how low, how long
Breaking down the time
Don't know how low

• Electronic
• avant-pop
• experimental electronic
• London