written prod jill blutt

thanks 2 peter duke and jack florio for co-producing/engineering
alex poeppel for mixing
jack mullin for mastering

lyrics:
I’m standing in a room of salt
It’s gently crusted on my back
I’m feeling more like an adult
I’m feeling every wound I have
It’s drying underneath my nails
It’s in the pieces that I lack
It’s in the pillars I exalt
It’s telling me not to look back

It’s incredible how I confuse
Myself into twos
But it lives where I live
But I’m invincible once I can find
Just a crumb of your time
To lock myself in

I’m standing in a room of salt
It’s gently crusted on my back
I’m feeling more like an adult
I’m feeling every wound I have
It’s drying underneath my nails
It’s in the pieces that I lack
It’s in the pillars I exalt
It’s telling me not to look back

Unbelievable I could be cured
Tied up and preserved
I’m frozen in time
But I can buy my buoyancy who would’ve thought
The pain would let up
By floating in brine

I’m standing in a room of salt
It’s gently crusted on my back
I’m feeling more like an adult
I’m feeling every wound I have
It’s drying underneath my nails
It’s in the pieces that I lack
It’s in the pillars I exalt
It’s telling me not to look back

I’m swimming in a pool of salt
It’s pressing down against my neck
It’s taken everything I love
And everyday it makes me sick
I’m slowly splitting at the seams
I’m counting sheep and breathing fast
I’ll wish on every wasted dream
That all that salt is in the past

I’m standing in a room of salt
It’s gently crusted on my back
I’m feeling more like an adult
I’m feeling every wound I have
It’s drying underneath my nails
It’s in the pieces that I lack
It’s in the pillars I exalt
It’s telling me not to look back