Bodyintoshapes Elliot Moss

Bend my body into shapes
Bend my body into shapes
Till the butterflies escape
When the room sits still and quiet
I can feel your weight

Bend my body into shapes
To show me how to fit
My arms and legs are crossed
The way you taught me to sit

I woke up in the dark
Pressed up on the window
This glass is cold
I'm thinking in circles
My mind is a razor
And you're looking like a thread

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes

Bend my body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes
Body into shapes