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[Verse] I keep finding new ways to make mistakes I want to rewind, but I think it's too late I have to live with the decisions that I've made But oh, how I wish I could have a retake I used to stay afterschool to retake tests I was putting in the time, I wanted to be the best All that pressure broke me, I failed under stress I can cope with it better now, but my heart is still a mess Hate getting my hands dirty, I need a pair of gloves I mess up everything, life is so rough, my best coping mechanism is love As long as I can love her, then that would be enough I'll be here for a long time, I'm not getting recast Been ages since I've seen a television broadcast All these sites on my PC, yeah, I stream that I woke up and recount my wacky dreams None of this would happen if I didn't sleep Take a nap and feel like crap, there's no vision I want to see I check the news and I always change the channel, it's always misery Bad thing that, bad thing this, it's always a scandal I read your lyrics, I didn't find anything substantial I'm at a church, don't you spot me up in the chapel? You look sweet but you are sour like an apple I can't have you around, you're too fragile [Slowed] I keep finding new ways to make mistakes I want to rewind, but I think it's too late I have to live with the decisions that I've made But oh, how I wish I could have a retake I used to stay afterschool to retake tests I was putting in the time, I wanted to be the best All that pressure broke me, I failed under stress I can cope with it better now, but my heart is still a mess Hate getting my hands dirty, I need a pair of gloves I mess up everything, life is so rough, my best coping mechanism is love As long as I can love her, then that would be enough I'll be here for a long time, I'm not getting recast Been ages since I've seen a television broadcast All these sites on my PC, yeah, I stream that I woke up and recount my wacky dreams None of this would happen if I didn't sleep Take a nap and feel like crap, there's no vision I want to see I check the news and I always change the channel, it's always misery Bad thing that, bad thing this, it's always a scandal I read your lyrics, I didn't find anything substantial I'm at a church, don't you spot me up in the chapel? You look sweet but you are sour like an apple I can't have you around, you're too fragile
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- Sunshine Christo