Posture - Slow Hollows

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