Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Obsession, artist - Driveways. Date of issue: 28.10.2021
Song language: English
Obsession |
| What the hell is up with the obsession with the fall? |
| Pretended not to see your message or your call |
| You asked me what the hell is up with the obsession with the fall? |
| Pretended not to see your message or your call |
| I put new strings on the Tele but I barely even play it |
| I swear over time every lie became a mosaic and I |
| Framed the picture but I never hung it up though |
| Sometimes I wonder if I’m ever good enough though |
| The feeling’s cut throat |
| I ain’t lying I’ve been dying in defiance |
| I ain’t ever want to try this again |
| I’ve been on my own time falling |
| I’ve been painting shadows in the sky |
| I wish I could control my thoughts when |
| Everything is shattered into white lies |
| But you hit me on the side |
| Told me everything is different in your life |
| I said that time flies |
| Just so I could fill the silence |
| Cause I couldn’t think of trying again |
| You asked me what the hell is up with the obsession with the fall? |
| Pretended not to see your message or your call |
| You asked me what the hell is up with the obsession with the fall? |
| Pretended not to see your message or your call |
| I put new strings on the Tele but I barely even play it |
| I swear over time every lie became a mosaic and I |
| Framed the picture but I never hung it up though |
| Sometimes I wonder if I’m ever good enough though |
| The feeling’s cut throat |
| I ain’t lying I’ve been dying in defiance |
| I ain’t ever want to try this again |
| I’ve been on my own time stalling |
| Rearranging memories in vain |
| I wish I could disown my thoughts when |
| Disillusioned reveries are played out |
| I can’t make up an escape |
| I hate reality it patiently awaits |
| For when it rains out |
| Just to make a reappearance |
| And I hate I had to hear it again |
| I live inside of this portrait |
| Repainted lines are distorted |
| Retrace the past and ignore it |
| My thoughts have always been hectic |
| My words are thin and deceptive |
| You turned me into a skeptic |
| You asked me what the hell is up with the obsession with the fall? |
| Pretended not to see your message or your call |
| You asked me what the hell is up with the obsession with the fall? |
| Pretended not to see your message or your call |
| I put new strings on the Tele but I barely even play it |
| I swear over time every lie became a mosaic and I |
| Framed the picture but I never hung it up though |
| Sometimes I wonder if I’m ever good enough though |
| The feeling’s cut throat |
| I ain’t lying I’ve been dying in defiance |
| I ain’t ever want to try this again |