Stuck in a rut, so what? I saw the shame in your face that day I could see the sun through your window It's not so simple when you throw it away I feel exactly how I said I'd feel Like that wasn't feel And i get used to thinking nothing gives So why should I speak? Conversations lead to more conversations lead to more of this I get sick I get so nervous I get so nervous I make it that much worse Timelines lead to existential dread It makes no sense I'm fine as long as I'm vegetated without movement Conversations lead to more conversations lead to more of this I get sick I get so nervous I get so nervous I make it that much worse Moments are just fissures to how you really are God has the answers if you're done searching We'd really love it if you'd just come back homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
