Losing touch with who I was before Drifting further from familiar shores And watching life go on Without me anymore
Don't know where I'm going after this Holding down the fort with safety pins And waiting for the break I'm wearing thin
Show up loud than leave without a trace Pressure keeps the broken glass in place Shattering in my room Saving face
Oh, I can't make contact in the dark I'm losing focus, losing heart I wish I had a cure-all but I don't, I know There is no antidoteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
