"SEVEN" lyrics
meija & Hand Habits Lyrics
Seven days left until the flood gates
Seven needles try to keep your neck straight
Have you been drinking from that mythological mug?
The one that's shaped like a dove
That you bought from that store on the corner
And now I'm talking to myself again
I mean it's really quite remarkable
That you can trick your mind and play pretend
I mean that's only hypothetical
I put the pressure on
I keep running on
Towards the things I wanted
But now I know I don't need them
Try it make it better with a cupcake
But life is so much better without constraints
It isn't criminal
It only softens the blow
Whatever opens the door
Whatever closes it won't stop the bleeding
And now I'm talking to myself again
No, it isn't that original
And if it's ends up being heaven sent
I'm gonna count my blessings
I put the pressure on
I keep running on
Towards the things I wanted
But now I know I don't need them
No, I don't need them
Oh no
Seven needles try to keep your neck straight
Have you been drinking from that mythological mug?
The one that's shaped like a dove
That you bought from that store on the corner
And now I'm talking to myself again
I mean it's really quite remarkable
That you can trick your mind and play pretend
I mean that's only hypothetical
I put the pressure on
I keep running on
Towards the things I wanted
But now I know I don't need them
Try it make it better with a cupcake
But life is so much better without constraints
It isn't criminal
It only softens the blow
Whatever opens the door
Whatever closes it won't stop the bleeding
And now I'm talking to myself again
No, it isn't that original
And if it's ends up being heaven sent
I'm gonna count my blessings
I put the pressure on
I keep running on
Towards the things I wanted
But now I know I don't need them
No, I don't need them
Oh no
