I am sick of this cycle turning in the opposite direction You made me so happy way back in kindergarten The first kiss we created during recess at the daycare The time out sessions nearby the closets They were beyond worth it. They were beyond worth it Let it flood, let it flood, let it flood with love
The children in the background, they've always stayed in focus The camera could never do its justice And I'm still sick to my stomach about it The aperture was far too open for you to even notice And the light blinds my expression And all of the attention was never what they wanted in the first place I've always had the darkest clouds above my head
Storms bring me nothing but problems Why?
Signs for good luck are never good signs (never good signs) They higher your hopes up just to see you die inside Please lie to me, tell me that I am okay Because it's getting worse, it's getting worse And I guess when you're a kid stuck inside a candy store You're bound to get sick of everything And I have learned that signs for good luck are never good signs They higher your hopes up just to see you die insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
