Elliott - Fenne Lily

Elliott, remember to forget

Everyone you ever wanted to be is dying the same death

And you’ll learn

And you’ll burn by different fire

Ooh

Elliott, what do you have in mind?

Filling in the background of a little choir

Are you hoping that he’ll see and come home?

Hold your knuckles in your teeth and leave your light on

He was always gonna be

Apparition of a demon heat

Wherever you hide

She was always gonna leave

You can see her in a dream

Whenever you like

Ooh