CEILING - Turnstile

Lyrics by：Turnstile

Produced by：Brendan Yates

Something in the way that you're staring into me

Has got me blinded

On me when I change on me when I stay the same

And I'm reminded

Try to make a plan but it shatters in your hands

All the pieces

Never understand it so I'm lying here and staring

At the ceiling

Warm

Air