Haux – Accidents


Confess with the coldest feet
As we drive back in the back seat
And you asked me in your parents car
Do you ever regret who you are

Capsized, at the hairpin
Cold hearts causing
Accidents
Accidents
Cold hearts causing accidents

As we were falling through space and time
All I kept thinking was how we never read the signs
Then your iris caught my eye
Now I see it every time that I see mine

Capsized, at the hairpin
Cold hearts causing
Accidents
Accidents
Cold hearts causing accidents

We’re in the throes of apathy
We tell ourselves we’re in too deep
So scared of what we’ll never find
So scared of all we’ll leave behind

Capsized, at the hairpin
Cold hearts causing
Accidents
Accidents
Cold hearts causing accidents


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