Paris

You're the dust under my rug
And I think of you often
I want more
I can't get you out of this space
In my head, it's often
I wanna go to Paris or Rome
I wanna go to Paris or Rome
I can't disappear at night
Though my brain tells me why
It makes sense for me to be so disassociated
I want to run away
Please stay with me
Please stay with me
I wanna go to Paris or Rome
I wanna go to Paris or Rome
My last life was filled with drugs, sex and pain
Why does my brain believe that is my destiny
I want to run away
Please stay with me
Please stay with me
I wanna go to Paris or Rome
I wanna go to Paris or Rome