Pirouette - Jay Som

Drink feels good, but it feels so rough

There’s room for calm when the going gets tough

So empty and blue, a beaten heart aches

For more and more and more

Ah-ah-ah, backwards again

Ah-ah-ah, back to the sins

I pray for answers beneath the moon

Sinking moon sits on our heads

Why do we try when it’s all pretend?

Ashamed of use, can’t get out of bed ‘cause

Sleep’s a must, it’s our best friend

Our bodies crease and piece

Release buried beneath

The time will come when all is done

Moon will sleep with the tides

Ah-ah-ah, backwards again

Ah-ah-ah, back to the sins

I pray for answers beneath the moon

I pray for answers beneath the moon

I pray for answers beneath the moon

Beneath the moon

Ah-ah-ah, backwards again

Ah-ah-ah, back to the sins

I pray for answers beneath the moon

I pray for answers beneath the moon

I pray for answers beneath