Fenne Lily - Elliott

Elliott remember to forget
Everyone you ever wanted to be is dying the same death
And you'll learn
And you'll burn by different fire

Elliott, what do you have in mind?
Filling in the background of a little choir
Are you hoping that he'll see and come home?
Hold your knuckles in your teeth and leave your light on

He was always gonna be
Apparition of a demon heat
Wherever you hide

She was always gonna leave
You can see her in a dream
Whenever you like