The same hair color, the same tattoos You've got unlimited resources or nothing to lose You make a choice and you were always afraid of dying And I know I've been distant and I've filled you with doubt But I've been heartbroken and I figured out We all make a choice and I've never been afraid of dying
But it's fine because I'm already hardly alive And keep on holding on, hostile or withdrawn It's our will, our way, live through it everyday And I don't really care to stop it because we've Brought it all on ourselves for so long And it helps us to remain valiant
Harboring affection, you pull me in too deep Just for female attention or some form of relief And we'll just come back, we're always ashamed of trying It's all so familiar, all of this pent-up regret Behind last night's mascara and 10 dollar bets That you knew you'd lose, but you've never been ashamed of trying
The same apprehension, the same subtlety It's been 3 years and you still tread on me It's not a choice, it's a struggle to stay conscious Some romantic metaphor, it's an uncanny sign Baby, I'll be your muse if you'll always be mine We spell it out in incoherent love songsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
