Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Said Okay, artist - Flatsound. Album song Old Soil (Spoken Word Pieces From 2012-2013), in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 27.06.2018
Record label: Flatsound
Song language: English
You Said Okay |
It all started with closed eyes |
And a feeling in my gut telling me |
I need to keep them shut the whole time |
'Cause if they opened, even for a second, and I saw your lips |
They’d suck me in like black holes when they bend light |
And it was then I realized you were not my world |
You were my universe |
Sometimes when I look up, I see stars |
That cut through the sky and fade quickly into nothingness |
And I pray that you aren’t as fleeting |
'Cause when we’re lying in roads, I get the same feeling |
That gravity will just turn off and I’ll fall endlessly |
Into something much larger than I am |
And I wonder if that’s what it feels like to die and |
If I’ll ever understand god in my lifespan |
'Cause I wanna see god |
I want to know what god feels like |
But with the weight of the Bible, I will break Adam’s ribs |
And repeat, my dear Eve, you do not take after this |
You were not made in a man’s image |
But if that’s the case, why do you feel so lost |
In the empty space that his hand isn’t? |
Why do I wait, wondering how long it’ll take you to admit it? |
I’d rather keep my mouth shut |
Then start to say what I can’t finish |
Baby, I have limits |
I have limits |
I’m singing 'la la la' in empty rooms that carry sounds like hollow caves |
'La la la' just to prove you’re not the only one that can occupy a borrowed |
space |
'La la la' for every ship that was set to sail, but got washed away |
I’m singing 'la la la' in desperate hopes that when it bounces back, |
I hear the octave change |
So if we could just pretend |
That your voice exists inside this empty void within |
Then holy shit, holy shit, holy shit if you spoke |
Insomnia might loosen its wholesome grip on my throat |
And I could begin to forgive you for admitting the hoax |
Instead of learning to hate you for every minute you don’t |
'Cause I sit here, wondering if anything you said was true |
And who it was that taught you to speak bullets |
Without considering the exit wound |
Tell me who |
'Cause I still think back to the first time you called me with nothing to say |
That morning you were more than just my friend |
And we’d both noticed something had changed |
You drove to your parent’s house |
And we talked about everything |
We talked about how much it sucked |
But no matter what, we had to remain |
Nothing |
And in that deafening silence |
I asked if I could still call you my snowflake |
And you said okay |
You said okay |
You said okay |