You was the only one for me left me now im feeling lonely you cut me so deep i thinking every night can hardly sleep i see you every night in my dreams (chorus) my heart scream i cant breathe it feels like a disease 2x (verse) im alone again im hurting but i just smile and pretend i ask my self is this ever gonna end shedding a tear laying in bed you is the one stuck in my head (chorus) my heart screams i cant breathe it feels like a disease 2x
VERSO 1. Come fai A fregartene di tutto Penso dai Cosa mi cambia dopo tutto Sguardo nel vuoto Pietrificato Mentre ripenso a quanto tempo è passato Dall'ultima volta In cui ho sognato RIT. Lascio pezzi altrove Scappo dalle persone Parlo sottovoce sottovoce, Sempre sottovoce X2 VERSO 2. Come faccio a lasciare da parte il mio passato, Non ci riesco Se ci penso è lui che mi ha creato, Sentirsi così soli non ha prezzo, La luce cala rimane solo uno specchio Dove rifletto la paura di essere delusi RIT. Lascio pezzi altrove Scappo dalle persone Parlo sottovoce, sottovoce, Sempre sottovoce X2
Behind every kiss And every act of love Theres words to be spoken But they never are I try to push it down Until it’s far and gone I’ve never been one to force you into something you’re not Is it true love? Tell me who do you love? Crying bout somebody else, yet you don’t want to break us
im so sick and tired of the frat boys in banadans getting drunk in daddys dive bar punching holes in their cabanas, preaching favors, hating mondays, searching for a reckless savior praying god is gonna help them from that burning bitter flavor im so sick and tired of the pill pipe dream where everything seems plausible and nothings what it seems on your knees, in a bathroom, brain freeze, til you come to the flowers bloom in sun and baby your stuck in the darkroom. you should grow up, go play with your friends go make amends move out of state, go to church again you should grow up, go play with your friends go make amends move out of state, go to church again im so sick and tired of the strippers in america playboy bunny tan lines peyote for esoterica baseball cards and PCP, DJing and LEDs put your money where your mouth is if you wanna come and see im so sick and tired of the world and how it spins collecting parts and purple hearts to turn back into wins forgiving sins, behind a door picket fence, did you want more? your kids are out there getting married while your passed out on the floor. i still see you, in the mirror some days questioning why its in our DNA
