Saigon
Luke Hemmings
Cover to cover, we read these lines
Can you remember? No sense of time
No sense of time
Lay underwater, air out these minds
Hoping for thunder in these desert eyes
These desert eyes
When facing the things we turn away from
We're chasing the way we were in Saigon
Oh, it's picked apart until there's nothing left of us to carry on
Now we're facing the things we turn away from
Pulling me under, decline and rewind
Board up my windows, tryna revive
Trying to revive
Oh, you never know inside those moments
How good it was, and how you wasted
All this time alone
How long can we hold?
When facing the things we turn away from
We're chasing the way we were in Saigon
Oh, it's picked apart until there's nothin' left of us to carry on
Now we're facing the things we turn away from
Turn away
Turn away
Turn away
Turn away
When facing the things we turn away from (turn away, turn away)
We're chasing the way we were in Saigon (turn away, turn away)
Oh, it's picked apart until there's nothing left of us to carry on
Now we're facing the things we turn away from