Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flow, artist - Kaonashi. Date of issue: 18.01.2016
Song language: English
Flow |
| Do you remember when we first met? |
| The shaking of our hands and the cold gross sweat? |
| Showing symptoms of summer: Amazement and wonder |
| How could I ever forget? |
| And I just wanna… |
| Do you remember when we first met? |
| The shaking of our hands and the cold gross sweat? |
| As cold as winter |
| Friendships, they wither |
| And fall apart at the seams |
| I know you know what I mean |
| And it goes on and on and on, self analysis; |
| The catalyst for my inaccurate criticism |
| I try to hide it, but some days I can’t fight it |
| And some weeks I feel weaker |
| And some months they just keep dragging on |
| Essentially, I am a martyr (a martyr) |
| A friend for hire, a ride home |
| I bite the hand that feeds |
| 'Cause its other hand’s around my fucking neck |
| Quit depending on me |
| Depending on me |
| Depending on me |
| Quit asking for every fucking thing |
| See, there’s an art to letting go |
| And I can’t even color between the lines |
| I’m stuck all the time |
| Between I love you and fuck you |
| I want to figure it out |
| But every time I try I get stuck in the basics |
| I guess that’s why I’m jaded |
| I hate it |
| Work, eat, sleep, repeat, misery |
| It’s all the fucking same to me |
| Just let it go, just let it flow |
| See, we’re all just starving artists pushing away our plates |
| Begging for attention that we act like we don’t see |
| Every night I’m sacrificed to memories |
| And every morning I’m resurrected by reality |
| I don’t want to be a prizefighter |
| To hold the hollow, heavy, rotten trophy |
| That is your attention |
| It burns my hands |
| I’ll never understand |
| I’ll never understand |
| I’ll never understand |