A Little Piece

She comes like a wave
Washing over my face lead me to the sun
To the sun
She breaks down the day into a possible lies
A possible
Possible

You don't have to breathe
I will
I will breathe in for your love
For your love

You don't have to need
Come on
Come on
Give a little
So give a little piece

Conversation makes you tired
Are you that lonely child?
Are you that lonely child?
Graduation makes you high
Are you that lonely child?
Are you that lonely child?