Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Anchors, artist - Emery. Album song We Do What We Want, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
The Anchors |
And it hurt just to touch |
On the words I said too much |
I was just a kid |
I thought that I could not be caught and much less by a moment |
But the words came flooding from my mouth |
Some things will never surface |
They capsized so long ago |
I didn’t want to still be sinking |
But the anchor, won’t let me go |
Those things that we thought, were never there |
Those ghosts we brought with us everywhere |
From your birth you were born in to this |
Never knowing when the walls would crack |
In your defense you were so unprepared |
You said the things that you can’t take back |
Those things that we thought were never there |
Those ghosts we brought with us everywhere |
I want to explain this but nothing’s making sense |
There’s poison in my blood |
It claimed both of our lives |
That world we thought important |
Crumbled into nothing |
Will words define me? |
I am more than a moment |
Will words define me? |
I am more than a moment |
That day behind me, but I cannot shake it |
I am more than a moment, more than a moment |
And the beauty left my eyes |
I was standing there with the rest of my life |
Knowing I would never be the same |
Knowing I had changed |
I had become more than what I had dreamed |
The look of the youth but with hands stained |
The look of the youth but with my hands stained |
Tell them I’m sorry |
Tell them I’m sorry |
Does she know I’m sorry? |
Guilty, guilty, I am guilty |
How were those words in my head? |
(I am so sorry for what I have done) |
For somebody else, somebody else (they all asked me why and I know) |
I wish that I could have said (I know I still can’t stop myself) |
Anything else, anything else |
I want to explain this but nothing’s making sense |
There’s poison in my blood |
It claimed both of our lives |
That world we thought important |
Crumbled into nothing but |
The bitter treasures so elementary |