you are a stone so grey they kicked you away threw the dirt on your own grave said the solitude is great you are the ice so thin that everyone swims built the door to your own cave said the warm air is just great i can believe in your disease holly call my room now holly call my room now i wanna escape all her ways i wanna escape all her ways holly call my room now holly call my room now i wanna escape all her ways i wanna escape all her ways you are a stone so grey they kicked you away
['lo-fi indie', 'small room']