I Can't Shake - Tiny Moving Parts

Nothing seems to matter when I close my eyes

I produce any color in this darkness I’m behind

No need to feel lost

No need to feel stuck

My brain is like a scissors, always ready to cut

I’m ready to cut

Divide a fraction of the light

To shed and brightly shine the other side

But sometimes I can’t shake

The certain things that I want to

Fuck!

Cut, divide this dilating shadow size

Slice the silhouettes

Shine like ornaments

But sometimes I can’t shake

The certain things that I want to

This time I can’t shake

This time I can’t shake

Splash the water on my face

Flood the engine, stitch the break

Shine like ornaments at night

Someone fix me

This time I can’t shake

This time I can’t shake

This time I can’t shake

The certain things that I want to

This time I can’t shake

This time I can’t shake

This time I can’t shake