Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bubbles , by - Framing Hanley. Song from the album Envy, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 20.02.2020
Record label: Thermal Entertainment
Song language: English
Bubbles |
| Listen closer |
| I hear the nervousness |
| In every word that’s said |
| There’s a revolution comin' |
| Fueled by years of givin' in |
| Call a doctor |
| Impatience flat-lining |
| It lives inside of me |
| You’ve been known to pull from hiding |
| Are you aware of what you’ve done? |
| I’ve sat in silence |
| Nearly burning up my tongue |
| It’s foolish and shameful to say |
| We’re the same |
| All our lives in a bubble |
| Losing sight of reality |
| We paint the lie in pretty colors |
| And blur the lines and what’s between |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| I’m not at my grave |
| Embers burnin' |
| But there’s a spark missing |
| To the better parts of me |
| Reignitin' all those feelings |
| Who are you to say I’m dead? |
| Your confusion |
| Has got you twistin' facts |
| Your fantasy intact |
| Tell the story how you want to |
| But we both know the truth |
| I’ve sat in silence |
| Is this loud enough? |
| All our lives in a bubble |
| Losing sight of reality |
| We paint the lie in pretty colors |
| And blur the lines and what’s between |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| I’m not at my grave |
| No, I’m not at my grave |
| See, I’m not ready for the end just yet |
| No, no |
| I’m not ready for the end just yet |
| And I think |
| I’m better off on my own |
| And I think |
| I’m better off on my own |
| My own |
| All our lives in a bubble |
| Losing sight of reality |
| We paint the lie in pretty colors |
| And blur the lines and what’s between |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| The stolen unknown, it followed us home |
| I’m not at my grave |
| No, I’m not at my grave |
| No, I’m not at my grave |
| No, I’m… |
| No, no… |
| See, I’m not ready for the end just yet |
| (I'm better off on my own |
| I’m better off on my own) |