Tekst piosenki
Every time I cry about your transience
I replace you with the thought of
The growing moon as I climb
Towards it
Tell myself „it’s not too late”
And rest assured that I won’t ever have to care
About anyone
Because it’s too late
And with you it
It gets harder
To realize
It gets harder
Do ever think about
You promised
I want to die when you’re not here
Cause I’m convinced everyone else
Thinks I’m a dick
My ideals fog up
My windshield and I crash into the houses
They
Depict in their
Their songs
I want to be
A part of you again
Face the crowds and turn back again
Rediscover why
We’re
Turning
Back away
From a town you say has lost all of its meaning
In a way
I can’t see the town I only see frustration
And see
A landscape
A blank, raw canvas
And we’re all our own co-pilots
In our cockpits made of tin
And when we think about each other
We despise the states we’re in
I can’t tell you that it’s better
Because I’m truly not that sure
But I think that this is better
Because this way we are sure
That
We’re
Not
Happy
Yet
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