Paroles de la chanson Symbol Manipulation par Penelope Scott

Call it symbol manipulation
And what else is left to say when
Sex is codified and math is felt
Everything's touching everything else
Flip a pattern, fit it in somewhere new
Sometimes I wish that there was something else I knew how to do
I wanna sort right, I wanna parse good
I wanna scrap it all and move to a new neighborhood

I always want someone like you to see how well I studied
I am a perfect girlfriend for someone who doesn't know me
What if the thing I love to do is not the thing I'm good at?

What if I'm not in love at all?
What if I'm just proficient?

Call it symbol manipulation
What is left to investigate when
All I can do is love in terms of more
Of the same loves I've already loved before
I imagine that I'd impress you
If you got to know me, I would be the best
And you would see the pattern, the manic vision
The thing that made me weird when I was just a kid, oh

Maybe I won't know it when I see it
But I really think I will
Maybe I'm a naive little girl but I wanna let it kill me
I'm moving pieces on the board

But I don't know where I'm supposed to go
I want the soul behind the symbol to manipulate me

Call it symbol manipulation
Call it pushing food around your plate again
Call me a genius, call it fate
Call me on the phone and ask me on a date, oh
I don't know why I really love
When he looks at me, I see through his eyes
It's not his fault, it's not mine either
My precious consciousness fractures in the aether

I always want someone like him to see how well I studied
I am a perfect mirror image of someone who loves me
Maybe I don't want him, I wanna do the thing that he does

Maybe I don't love what I do, I just want him to love it

I want connection
That blows my world apart for the better
I want a feeling that destroys me and puts me back together
I wanna be so in love that it makes me sound crazy
But I don't know what I want
Oh baby, maybe

[Pre-Outro]
Call it symbol manipulation (I want connection, that blows my world apart for the better)
And what else is left to say when
Sex is bureaucracy and code is god (I want a feeling that destroys me and puts me back together)

How do I ask for what I really want?
Everything touches, everything else (I wanna be so in love that it makes me sound crazy)
We could untie the topography of hell (But I don't know what I want)
One two, three, four!

Call it symbol manipulation (I want connection, that blows my world apart for the better)
And what else is left to say when
Sex is bureaucracy and code is god (I want a feeling that destroys me and puts me back together)
How do I ask for what I really want?
Everything touches, everything else (I wanna be so in love that it makes me sound crazy)
We could untie the topography of hell (But I don't know what I want)
Baby, maybe

Sex is bureaucracy and code is god (I want connection, that blows my world apart for the better)
How do I ask for what I really want?
Everything touches, everything else (I want a feeling that destroys me and puts me back together)
We could untie the topography of hell
Sex is bureaucracy and code is god (I wanna be so in love that it makes me sound crazy)
How do I ask for what I really want?
Everything touches, everything else (But I don't know what I want)
We could untie the topography of hell
Baby, maybe
Sex is bureaucracy and code is god (I want connection, that blows my world apart for the better)
How do I ask for what I really want?
Everything touches, everything else
We could untie the topography of hell

Everything touches, everything else (I wanna be so in love that it makes me sound crazy)
But I don't know what I want (Everything touches, everything else)