Allude to Limb

[Intro]
Neilaworld
Suni Vega

[Verse 1: Deep October]
I've been thinking of my problems, but a lot of your face
There's some things that I'm beside of, but I gotta embrace
You get high, I get high, let's find things to do
I can put it off until later if you need me to
Give you time to decide what it means to you
I'm okay with the delay if I can cling to you

[Chorus: Deep October]
And my mind goes numb
Wish I wasn't terrified
We could die so young
I'm so fuckin' scared to try
It's enough to make you wonder
Where do we go when we die?
Why would I not flirt with death
If it hurts me more to survivе
Fold my hands, she moves her hips
I point my facе up to the sky
We both dance, we move our lips
To sync to songs of suicide
I might line my gun up with perfect pair of eyes
And the timeline runs until their legs are paralyzed

[Verse 2: Deep October]
Pay attention to my movements
Eyes alluding to your feet
Keep my guard up
You see through it
You came through with the receipts
What happened to your excuses?
Give me two of them at least
Before I jump to conclusions
I need new shit to critique
And my, my, my
Feelings to the side
I can push them further
If you need me to provide
What, what, what?
A beautiful life
Your head on my shoulder
With your hands inside of mine

[Bridge: Deep October]
With your hands inside of mine
We can dance until we die
We can dance until we die
We can dance until we die

[Verse 3: Safe Sin, Deep October]
We get stuck, you get hurt
I get burnt like a church
I just wonder, why the fuck did I survive?
So kill it in the mind
It makes you feel alive
And puts you in a vibe
Treat you like a doll, dress you up in Number (N)ine
I know I look fine, but I'm fucking terrified
I'm fucking terrified
So flirt with the vert at a hundred foot drop (Posted [?])
Around the dock's just some rocks
And a well tied knot (Well tied knot)

[Chorus: Deep October]
And my mind goes numb
Wish I wasn't terrified
We could die so young
I'm so fuckin' scared to try
It's enough to make you wonder
Where do we go when we die?
Why would I not flirt with death
If it hurts me more to survive
Fold my hands, she moves her hips
I point my face up to the sky
We both dance, we move our lips
To sync to songs of suicide
I might line my gun up with perfect pair of eyes
And the timeline runs until their legs are paralyzed

[Outro: Deep October]
We all know that God died last year
We all know that God died last year