Identify lotto Oh, How The Years Go By

i am curled so tight
holding still
still breathing through the knife
i caught a color from the sun
too cold - i had to send it back
and all the while
its been screaming all day
the flavor starts to turn
its been screaming all day
leave me alone
i am curled so tight
holding still
still breathing through the knife
a sage prayer to the skies
downpur - it killed my offering
and through it all
i've been bleeding all day
i must fight to hold my ground
i've been bleeding all day
as this illness circles round
still, i try

Written By: Antoine Sicotte / Anastasia Friedman

Here I, here I go again now
Failing to pretend
My heart will not depend
On your love, I'm sailing
Sailing into the sun
Where my soul belongs
It's tempting to give in
Deep in your skin

Dictator in my brain
Tell me I'm not insane
Needless to say that without love
I feel no joy, no pain
Dictator in my brain
This time I feel no shame
Your bossy voice is telling me I feel for you, you
You make make me wanna fly
Above the city lights
If only I could make sweet love to you
There's nothing