I'm floating through the ceiling Watch you sink into the floor I caught you scratching at the floorboards Screaming “I want something more” And as your eyes grew apathetic Glances locked towards the door I felt no vulture on my shoulder- Barely thinking anymore
And if you say, then I wouldn't blame you It's such a damn shame that you wanted Someone who could save you
Fixed up. You're in my blood Out my roots and in my wood Convinced myself that I'm still enough Without you Worn out my feet in a single week And all I want is a little sleep It's all burned out It's buried, I won't dig it up for you
Analyse the feeling Scared of shaking off the weight Romanticising my appeasing That's been keeping me awake I fucked up- feel it in my gut Sleeping off the guilt Help me feel enough without you
And I'm cynical. Told to “race this round your head and let this go” And I'm cynical. Told to “race this round your head and let this-” “Take a dose of meds. Forget this-” “Put this thing to bed and let this go”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
