Olivia Lukes - fragrance Lyrics

Catch a fragrance in passing
Wind not meant for this place
Presence not meant to be kept
Saw you in a landscape
Ink I swear attest your eyes, your hair, your neck

But I'm doing things for myself now
I wanna grow cold in the winter instead
Is there a ghost in my mattress
I'm shaking in my bed
And I wanna grow old
I swear I'll grow old

Overexposed vintage places
You walk in grained displays
I know who you hold in your arms

But I'm doing things for myself now
I wanna grow cold in the winter instead
I hate being an actress
You're still into that shit
And I wanna grow old
I swear I'll grow old
I wanna grow old
I swear I'll grow old

I'm doing things for myself now
It's never been that way
Springtime surrounding
I just got into college
Why'd I write this song
I wish you wrote this song