The Taste - Ellis

Hand out, she holds

It’s feeling like we’ve been here before

We’re both so broke

That something, it’ll keep us afloat

Don’t walk too slow

We can’t keep falling deeper again

Came too close and the taste so far from pure

A rush of blood, but we search for so much more

We’ve all been here before

We’ve all been here before

We’ve all been here before

Hand out, she holds

It’s feeling like we’ve been here before

We’re both so broke

That something, it’ll keep us afloat

Don’t walk too slow

We can’t keep falling deeper again