Lyric

Flat energy drink by the bed

Sweet little poison turning red

Your name still buzzing in my head

We call it calm, we call it dead

No air, no light, no better reason

Stale sugar on a dying season

You say leave, but you lean closer

Cold room, warm can, slow exposure

Flat sugar fever, keep me low

Nothing left bright, but we still glow

Too sweet to stop, too late to know

We rot together nice and slow

Carbon gone from the midnight blue

Still I take another sip of you

Bad little habit, pretty bruise

One more lie we can’t refuse

No door, no dawn, no clean confession

Just our beautiful bad obsession

You smile thin, I sink deeper

Closed room, cold sweat, light sleeper

Flat sugar fever, keep me low

Nothing left bright, but we still glow

Too sweet to stop, too late to know

We rot together nice and slow

If this is love, it lost its shape

If this is hurt, it learned my taste

I breathe you in, you blur my face

Two soft ruins in one small place

Flat sugar fever, keep me low

Nothing left bright, but we still glow

Too sweet to stop, too late to know

We rot together nice and slow