Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Running on Nothing , by - Fucked Up. Release date: 05.06.2011
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Running on Nothing , by - Fucked Up. Running on Nothing |
| How could we have been so blind to the effects each time? |
| Why keep watching when you know the end? |
| Why make this journey again and again? |
| We know it’s just pain and lies, |
| Let’s watch and feign surprise. |
| Afraid to admit that it’s all a facade |
| And we wind up alone in spite of what they laud. |
| I’ve been marching for so long, |
| I towed the line, so strong. |
| I kept holding until it tore me apart, |
| A hand thrust in my chest and ripped out my heart. |
| So mother, may I please submit, the notion |
| That I no longer believe in this shit? |
| Lay me on the consummation bed, |
| A fatal blow driven to the maidenhead. |
| We’re running on nothing, |
| On the fumes of our dreams. |
| At another point in my life, |
| That was good enough for me. |
| Short plume, fades fast, |
| The petals fall and crash. |
| I believe one could put it best, |
| «We spend most of life dealing with the mess». |
| The saddest joy is why I concede, |
| But bitter resolution is why I secede. |
| Sick of falling from the lowest low, |
| The higher the height, the further you go. |
| Pull myself back to bended knee, |
| Not just an emotion, it hurts physically. |
| Swans mate for life or so I’ve heard, |
| Which is fitting, because that shit’s for the birds. |
| We’re running on nothing, |
| The fumes of our dreams, |
| At another point in my life, |
| That was good enough for me. |
| They leave, it hurts, |
| If you see it coming, it’s worse. |
| Stiff upper lip as we try to carry on, |
| Let’s pretend that this is making us strong. |
| And we can only take so much |
| Before our sense of decency is finally crushed |
| And all that’s left is a dried out husk |
| With the belief that love isn’t going to save us. |
| We’re running on nothing, |
| Just the fumes of our dreams, |
| At another point in my life, |
| That was good enough for me. |
| Those better days ain’t going to come. |
| Those better days have passed us by. |
| Those better days have all run out |
| Because those better days were a lie. |
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