The Sameness

Pretty sure I'm not awake This beach is just girlfriends I'm running I'm running I'm not waking up I thought that the blood rush sound Was you driving home Funny yeah I guess it was Touching your necklace The sameness the sameness Is freaking me out I thought that I made you up But now you're inside my car Sticking your toes in the air vents Pretty sure I'm not awake This highway is ribbons I'm glitching I'm glitching I'm slipping I'm out I'm deep in the clothes rack now Where no one can hear my sounds I feel like a fold in the fabric The intercom's on And they're saying my name They're saying my mothers name And I know the name And the knowing is a little pearl There's no love in New York state And we're driving at reckless rates And I'm watching my lips turn blue In the mirror view In the mirror view Momma dreams really do come true Momma dreams really do come true Momma dreams really do come true Momma dreams really do