Stro Elliot - So lyrics

She is in her room He is in his car Talking with his friends about girls And all the things they are She is in the mirror He is on the road Laughing at the speed he is going And if his car could explode This is your get away She rehearsed in her mind Putting her hands on her breast for the first time With the voice in her head And the body she kept Like two strangers finding it odd to have met In a place they both call home She faces the wall hangings Changing with the pace she has grown With his engine still racing Down the road chasing For what They never ask they just pa** He is * He is a name She is a shape He is a conqueror of worlds She is a grape among wine Thirsty to the spine he drives Among time Unworthy as the blind with eyes who bind souls She turned fifteen and he turned when the green said go Cus the scene said so Cus the team said go Cus it just seemed so Cus we just believe what we believe in So And so she added a little glow to her cheeks It never really mattered to her dad He was just a shadow that speaks In an effort to abort an affair That occasionally creeks in the floorboards And fixes leaks All but the one in her mind All but the one that she hides She paints s** on her eyes The way she sees it advertised And she talks away an ego about half her size And now the guys yell break They all draw swords They all separate into rebels without cause So * makes a call to this girl who is dressed as a women Though she stalls her address is an omen And as open as her ears were She found a boy that could hear her Who thought of every ploy to get near her But never adhere her He sheered her slowly Steered her from a girl till the woman appeared lowly Only she's not known She's not full grown Her body her mind Her father not home In the oddest of times she finds she's alone Offering thy mind thy body Thy bone And now he's stepping on the gas with all three legs And never thought how fast his fuel mixed with rage Or the ways in which he masked his hate with his pa**ion Pa**ing through her gates Burning through her gra** Turning the hurt into laughs From the scorn at the track meet To the girls that trashed him cus he was born of acne And wore it like it was ash from a million burnt offerings Coughing from the smoke in his parents jokes for better offspring Though this is not the fall or spring This is the winter This is the call This is the ring in which he enters He 23 years of fame She with her 15 years with no name And she didn't say yes she didn't say no He didn't see green he only heard go And though she never fought when he took her to the floor She thought, I don't want to be a woman anymore And found her escape in those same wall hangings Her legs her gates his face Angry While dangling above her he kisses her heels And she wonders If this is how her mother feels