Silver - Waxahatchee
Play the audio for 'Silver'I stare at myself
The whole world keeps turning
I went out in the storm
I felt the house burning
Oooh...
The kiss on my lips starts to feel unfamiliar
A part of me rots
My skin all turns silver
Oooh...
You tell a classic story
Smothered underneath formality
I'll portray the old shag carpet
You can walk all over me
If I turn to stone
The whole world keeps turning
I went out in the storm
And I'm never returning
Oooh...
