Thinning Songtext
von Snail Mail

Haven′t felt right in a week
And I'm thinning out
And it hurts bad
I gotta get back

Hot head and dreamless sleep
I could just slip down
And on the wrong track
I gotta get back


I wanna spend the entire year
Just face down
And on my own time
I wanna waste mine

And spend the rest of it asking myself
Is this who you are?
And I don′t know
It just feels gross

I don't think there's anything wrong
I don′t think there′s anything wrong
I don't think there′s anything wrong
I don't think there′s anything wrong


Sunlight on the back of my arms
Just thins me out
To a different time
I wanna waste mine