Nothing’s gonna harm you
Cause nothing could
Nestled in a volvo
Safe beneath hood

Crosses over entrance
Dreams a door
Messy intuition
Rise from the floor

Sometimes this is why
Sometimes this is why

Talking like a weirdo
Now you’re real
Talking like a wisher
Covered in appeal

Nothing’s gonna harm you
And nothing did
Softer than a pillow
Slept on by bad kids

Sometimes this is why
Sometimes, sometimes.