Life on Land - Dessa

Flip a coin, flip a car

I don’t care where we are

The picture and the sound won’t synch

And some things time can’t fix

I’m built for nights like this

Don’t mean I’m proud of it

And the rose in my teeth

Was a pin so it seems

You pull it and brace to blast

Get ready for the bang and flash

Alright just one last dance

Make it fast

I know

How the tide pulls deep

Eyes open

But the mind’s asleep

Flash frozen

In the driver’s seat

Lights and motion

But they’re lost on me

There’s a dozen selves inside you

Tryna be the one to run th dials

And some aren’t evn on your side

When the hunger comes and finds you

Only code it knows is rote survival

You’ll do the rest in your spare time

Tryna get that universal feeling

In an invite-only private room

(Guess the ring came off in the glove)

Looks like you pawned the silver lining

Around the cloud that follows you

(Guess that good old push came to shove)

Out in the water

You can’t touch bottom

It pulls you farther

Life on land forgotten

The world rolls over

I’m pulled under

Stone cold sober

But I feel nothing

I’m just a girl

In the body of a boy

In the belly of a whale

You can’t be sure

This far from shore

Which winds prevail

Flip a coin, flip a car

I don’t care where we are