Atria - The Surrealist Lyrics

Well It's a little unfair
For you to say you want this
It's a little unfair
It seems like you don't
Claiming you're not ready
When you're asked about this
Feeding me false hopes
To keep me on the back burner

But these thoughts of you
Keep my head spinning
Craving your affection
Makes me toss and turn

But once left
In silence
The growl of our hunger grows
Once time
Brings us closer
We'll get to give this thing another go

The gentle thumps
Of your beating heart
Soft whimpering
Makes me fall apart
The ways you bend
An abstract work of art
The scent of skin still lingers in the dark

The gentle thumps
Of your beating heart
Soft whimpering
Makes me fall apart
The ways you bend
An abstract work of art
The scent of skin still lingers in the dark

Is this my last chance
With you
There's so much of you left to know
And all I
Need to
Is feel like there's a shred of hope
Is this my last chance
My last chance
Is this my last chance
There's so much of you left to know

It's a little unfair
When you say you want this
It's a little unfair
Cause I know you don't
But with him nearby
Bide this distance
And the bags you clench
Refusing to let them go

But it's not my business
To tell you how to live
It's just a little unfair
For you to leave me hanging so

But once you
You come back
I can't imagine trying to take it slow
I long for
The chance to
Relearn the parts of you I used to know

The gentle thumps
Of your beating heart
Soft whimpering
Makes me fall apart
The ways you bend
An abstract work of art
The scent of skin still lingers in the dark

The gentle thumps
Of your beating heart
Soft whimpering
Makes me fall apart
The ways you bend
An abstract work of art
The scent of skin still lingers in the dark