Lyrics Crime In Stereo

Crime In Stereo

Odalisque

It starts in the unbearable dark.

throw your body on the bad days

I made an art of moving on

it sparks the age of quarrel in your heart

throw your body on the bad days,

on all the midnights of tomorrow

wait. no one hears us.

enjoy the soft science of your voice

on a day no one can catch us

I made a life of making noise

I’ve sung the age of octeen in your lungs

throw your body on the panic

feed the sadness on your tongue

wait. no one hears us.

throw your body

on the panic

on the tragic chemistry

on the sadness

in the spaces in between

throw your body on the bad days