Memories deep Everytime I try to sleep I am back there In the bleachers A snocone summer My mouth is full of dirt And you're rounding second base and everyones anticipating
Mouths moving slow and it's getting harder to be present Everyone knows when you're faking it But you'll still fake it nonetheless
Took a wrong turn Now I'm sinking down behind the dumpsters Whats the point of speaking when you're not heard It's been ten years And you still don't understand why I haven't answered
I waited too long to come to terms with anything I waited too long now the scores are in and I am losingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
