Track

Gaslight

By Sean Teahan
5 Plays

Turn on the gaslight So I can see your design Let me peel away your identity You´re in my spotlight I see the ghost in the clouds In the quicksand Leaves no evidence Like a newborn face ready to imitate You´re turning you into what you´re looking at Place my world upon your shoulders It’s too late To walk away I’ll take away your light I´m preparing a world just for you This is your new home A beating womb You never notice As I rearrange your past Every day the chain gets shorter Turn on the gaslight I want to see your past So I can separate you from yourself I watch the tears fragment your eyes In the quicksand Leaves no evidence You are an x-ray in my sky Can only feel second-hand joy I´ll place new flesh upon your bones It’s too late To walk away I’ll take away your light I´m preparing a world just for you This is your new home A beating womb You never notice As I rearrange your past Every day the chain gets shorter

genre

Acoustic

mood

Sophisticated
Released 7/17/23, 3m 26s