Something Boring - Blaenavon

And I’ll pawn my dignity

And trade it in for a look outside

At the birds and the bees in my love

And she’ll erase her memory

Replace it with an ocean blues

An elegant ruse

And I’ll take off my skin

And wrap it around you

A tale of one to two

We’ll distort our memories

And trade them in for some time outside

Where we’re alive, we’re alive, we’re alive

And if all is left are the rhymes in my head

I’ll take you there someday

And swim with me in an ocean of coffee

As I shake all through the night

I need you to be something more

I need you to be something more

I need you to be something more

I need you to be something more

I need you to be something boring

I need you to be something boring

I need you to be something boring

I need you to be something boring

I need you to be something real

I need you to be something real

I need you to be something real

I need you to be something real