Holiday

Top shelf, girl is made of gold

Step into it, close enough to feel the cold

Where I wait days with no return

The sun, one, loves to make feel the burn, the burn

She’s my holiday

Only here for the game

My favorite mistake

Living inside the maze

Night fall, she’s a painted face

Not the only one who wants to win the race

While I wait days become the same

Heart still, in the end she calls my name, my name

She’s my holiday

Only here for the game

My favorite mistake

Living inside the maze

We can make it together

And I know

We can make it on our own

Always finds a way to run

Only when the heart begins to sound a drum

As we play I can feel the way

Half gone must be close to her escape, escape

She’s my holiday

Only here for the game

My favorite mistake

Living inside the maze

She’s my holiday

Only here for the game

My favorite mistake

Living inside the maze