It's a self fulfilling prophecy
It's 1 am
I'm in your room with my little sister and we're smoking weed
It's a self fulfilling prophecy
We're both hot, high messes trauma bonding
Your heartbeat on me is throbbing
You're a two minute walk from me
But I'm still afraid to sleep over
Yeah, there's repercussions I may
Face if we go any further
So I wonder if my heart or head
Will lead the way
And I wonder if it's convenience
Or here to stay
It's a self fulfilling prophecy
It's 3 am
I'm in your room again
Except this time feels different
It's a self fulfilling prophecy
We're both hot, high messes trauma bonding
Your heartbeat on me stays throbbing
Drawing parallels to Black Swan
While you're resting on my chest
It's a stretch, indeed
There's times I feel like
You're the only one who really gets me
There's times I feel you touch on me
And I feel like Wayne Gretzky
There's times you'd chuck a puck at me
If we ended up fucking
So it might be best to keep it light
Sealing the deal means nothing