What's the Matter - Mother Falcon

Wake up in a cloud of smoke

You’re swallowing, swallowing, swallowing me

Down to where you said you’d set me free

I can see you there

You’re sitting there

You’re hands tied to your hair

I can’t believe in you

Just a matter of time

Just a matter of space

It’s a matter of

What’s the matter of

What’s the matter?

I can see you there

You’re sitting there

You’re hands tied to your hair

I can’t believe in you