Dying Star (feat. Ethel Cain)

The ground reaches out to catch me softly in her baseball mitt
I'm tired of the dirt and grit
I want something soft
I'm a fish in a bucket trashing', he tried to take me out
Hooks in my mouth
Listen to me when I say: Ouch
I want something soft

So I give into the fall, fall, fall (it's cold out here)
I need something soft
Down feathers over rocks
I died and I land with both of my hands in the mud, the mud
It felt like a God how she held me
I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (Is there anyone?)
I bathed in her waterfalls
And continued to fall, fall (I'm entering the exosphere)

Burnin' like a dying star
Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
Settin' a crooked trajectory
The journey here was hard
I was almost pulled apart
Tryna leave this orbit, took what's left of me

The forest reaches out to guide me, blue fire paths of will-o'-whisps
Illuminate the darkness's old tricks, I'm nobody's captive (mm-mm-mm)
I asked him not to kill me politely, he drained my magic core, bottled up at the source
I washed up on a sea glass shores
I'm nobody's captive

It felt like a God how she held me
I slept on her shoulder, I gave her my all (she's not around anymore)
I bathed in her waterfalls
And continued to fall, fall (a winter in the exosphere)

Burnin' like a dying star
Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
Settin' a crooked trajectory
The journey here was hard
I was almost pulled apart
Tryna leave this orbit, took what's left of me
Burnin' like a dying star
Invasive weeds rooted in my heart
Settin' a crooked trajectory
The journey here was hard
I was almost pulled apart
Tryna leave this orbit, took what's left of me

The ground reaches out to catch me softly in her baseball mitt
I'm tired of the dirt and grit
I want something soft