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Don't Call It a Comeback
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Everybody's Scared
You gotta let me go, I think you figured it out How it all spins slowly And you find yourself surrounded by this mess. All my friends are high, I feel so alone in this crowded room. I can feel the heat of another summer coming soon. Take a little time I'll be sitting here like I always do Wasting too much time Everybody's watching, now make your move. Don't tell me bad news, I'm tired this week And I think that I am wearing thin. Even if I found my voice, Who says that you would ever hear me out again? Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder, Because the silence seems to make me sick. The echoes in my own head Are driving me insane, And I think that I could use a break. You always felt like spring, Warm enough to hurt a little less But you were always still too cold to let me completely forget. Tonight I'm getting high, Pretending I have somewhere better to be. I lost it right there in the driveway, duced my knuckle to the concrete. Don't tell me bad news, I'm tired this week And I think that I am wearing thin. Even if I found my voice, Who says that you would ever hear me out again? Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder, Because the silence seems to make me sick. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The echoes in my own head Are driving me insane, And I think that I could use a break. This bottle's drowning you out, I hope you don't make a sound Just let me speak my piece and count to ten. So I can finally get to sleep. These thoughts are keeping me up Yeah that, or it's all the drugs I took tonight so I could rest my eyes. Now the walls are whispering, I lost myself again Can't feel the ground beneath my feet. Don't tell me bad news, I'm tired this week And I think that I am wearing thin. Even if I found my voice, Who says that you would ever hear me out again? Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder, Because the silence seems to make me sick. The echoes in my own head Are driving me insane, And I think that I could use a break. Don't tell me bad news, I'm tired this week And I think that I am wearing thin. Even if I found my voice, Who says that you would ever hear me out again? Speak a little softer, I wanna hear this louder, Because the silence seems to make me sick. The echoes in my own head Are driving me insane, And I think that I could use a break.
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