Makeup Songtext
Early morning, wake up
I'm living in my makeup
I'm trying to find my way back to a dream
My heartbeat's cinematic
I'm cruising for a habit
A reason to let go and reconvene
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
I'm living in my makeup
I'm trying to find my way back to a dream
My heartbeat's cinematic
I'm cruising for a habit
A reason to let go and reconvene
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Blisters in my leather
My lips are getting redder
Stay up till I get to somewhere else
London, double-decker
Cheeky scarlet letter
Hit me and dispose me somewhere else
Pop goes the weasel
I'm painting from my easel
Colors all above until it's seen
I miss the me I never was
[?] things just because
I block out all the noises in-between
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Blisters in my leather
My lips are getting redder
Stay up till I get to somewhere else
London, double-decker
Cheeky scarlet letter
Hit me and dispose me somewhere else
Pop goes the weasel
I'm painting from my easel
Colors all above until it's seen
I miss the me I never was
[?] things just because
I block out all the noises in-between
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
Back to a dream
