Hippo Campus - ​vines lyrics

I see meaning where you don't
Where you don't
I see waves of pastel orange
And yellow paintings fire
I see futures that you won't
That you won't
I see futures where our nights
Are lost to condensation

Night time in the basement
Screaming about our feelings
Running through the cold air
Searching for a meaning
Passed out on the concrete
Dizzy from the spinning
Wake up to the feeling
That everybody's leaving

I'm sick of your comedowns
Sick of your truce sick of your way
I'm sick of your tragedy that's
Living in our stasis
I'm sick of your echoes
Sick of these ghosts that haunt our place
I get a feeling that I'll
Never leave this house again

Night time in the basement
Screaming about our feelings
Running through the cold air
Searching for a meaning
Passed out on the concrete
Dizzy from the spinning
Wake up to the feeling
That everybody's leaving
Everybody's leaving everybody's leaving

Failed by design, slow your pace down to mine
Watch my back, heave a sigh
Keep it safe, make it right
Failed by design, slow your pace down to mine
(Soulful vines) watch my back, heave a sigh
Keep it safe, make it right (Soulful vines)

Night time in the basement (Failed by design)
Screaming about our feelings
(Slow your pace down to mine)
Running through the cold air
Searching for a meaning
Passed out on the concrete
(Watch my back, heave a sigh)
Dizzy from the spinning
(Keep it safe, make it right)
Wake up to the feeling
That everyone is leaving