Testo Posture

Her home had a lot to give but it couldn’t last
Sighs like a whine, stand up boy, you’ll hurt your back
Switch the projection new version I relax
And I still blur your eyes

Maybe I can free this in the morning
Soul to bare the weight of all the evenings
Mirror this with dim light for the pleasure It’s kind to think the chills still bend my letters

Who can rely? Who can rely? (Who can rely)
Don’t think twice, don't think twice