i might need you

v i

i ain’t warm on my own
boy, that’s air-con, it’s man-made
3 am ice (rain) on my eyelids
and i’m lost in the cold of it all.


streets light, real stale thinking
san fran letters spell my reality
and tonight doesn’t look good
boy, i’m back in the cold of it all.

pre

pretty far gone being alone
i guess i don’t warm on my own
pretty far fall being alone
with your phone call on hold

chorus

feelings on the low for a quick year
boy, i think i might need you now
300 laps round my hemispheres
boy, i think i might need you now
left on read by reality
boy, i think i might need you now

v ii

i’m on 6 am failling
boy, undoing my night
i ain’t fixed yet
and i’m left in the cold of it all

bridge

pretty boys keep busy
fuck, i’ll give it a shot
city boys got options
you got options.