Texture - Vendela, Wahlbeck

Texture like friction

These feelings are fiction

Let me down so I can feel it

Wanna be myself again

You’re not around

It’s not the same

Running round in circles

Can you tell me what it’s all about

I’m breathing in

I’m breathing out

Texture like friction

These feelings are fiction

Let me go so I can loose it

Wanna be for real again

You hold me down

I count to ten

Chasing trough the backstreets of

Whatever we pretend to be

Placing clues

For you to see

Texture like friction

These feelings are fiction

Texture like friction

These feelings are fiction