Compositor: Mylie Grace Kemmer / Alexa Moody
Your Arsons touch felt like a dagger
I wadded further in broken matter
So could it felt like a burn
You're like black ice, a hidden danger
The loneliness of my abyss
Waiting for a stolen kiss
Wasting under amber autumn skies
Fading into golden light
Maybe I was made to be alone
Every game played won't seem that fair
When I'm playing solitaire
Crazed by chasing undertones
Chasing what I'll never know
Your loss is like salt on my tongue
I was petrified from costs I have won
Don't you fold this far in this game
Like a picture with cracks in the frame
The loneliness of my abyss
Waiting for a stolen kiss
Wasting under amber autumn skies
Fading into golden light
Maybe I was made to be alone
Every game played won't seem that fair
When I'm playing solitaire
Crazed by chasing undertones
Chasing what I'll never know
Every hand is a losing game, yet I play it all the same
Every fight is a broken lie, yet it's all a losing game
I was young, I was petrified, yet it broke me all the same
Broke me all the same
Wasting under amber autumn skies
Fading into golden light
Maybe I was made to be alone
Every game played won't seem that fair
When I'm playing solitaire
Crazed by chasing undertones
Chasing what I'll never know