Cursive - The Recluse lyrics

[Cursive - The Recluse lyrics]

I wake alone, in a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone, pretend that I am finally home
The room is littered with
Her books and notebooks
I imagine what they say, like, "Shoo fly
Don't bother me"

And I can hardly get myself out of her bed
For fear of never lying in this bed again
Oh Christ, I'm not that desperate, am I?
Oh, no, oh God - I am

How'd I end up here to begin with?
I don't know
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh, please, don't barrage me
With the questions to all those ugly answers
My ego's like my stomach
It keeps shitting what I feed it
But maybe I don't want
To finish anything anymore


Maybe I can wait in bed till she comes home
And whispers:

"You're in my web now
I've come to wrap you up tight
Till it's time to bite down"

I wake alone, in a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone, pretend that I am finally home

Home, home home, home
Home, home "You're in my web now
You're in my web now you're in my web now"

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