Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scattered , by - Lauren Jauregui. Release date: 04.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Scattered |
| Scattered |
| Like the leaves upon the wind when |
| Seasons must begin to change again |
| Shattered |
| Pointed shards, a heart is broken |
| Left in patterns on the carpet where she wept |
| Tear-stained face, I can’t face these |
| Demons all alone, they don’t like me |
| All night, they stay and eat light |
| They talk and they write in thunder and lightening |
| Gloves on, match met |
| God makes Her bet |
| That I’ll lay my head down again in this bed |
| I think I might need some help |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I think I might need some help |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| Scattered |
| Like the leaves upon the wind when |
| Seasons must begin to change again |
| Shattered |
| Pointed shards, a heart is broken |
| Left in pieces on the carpet where she bled |
| Bloodstained hands all around me |
| Hidden blades in a two-faced society |
| With sinister grins, they carve out their wins |
| From what’s left of my sanity |
| Gloves on (Gloves on), match met (Match met) |
| God makes Her last bet (God makes Her bet) |
| That I’ll lay my head down again in this bed |
| I think I might need some help |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I think I might need some help |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| Clothing scattered all over my single bedroom apartment |
| My drink splattered look just like the paint on a Jackson Pollock |
| My grey matter been having me seeing red, but regardless |
| I’m not just mad at myself, I’m mad at the world |
| My girl says I got trust issues, honestly I fuck with you |
| It’s just I need the guts to say fuck it and open up to you |
| But it’s just open cuts too disgusting to be discussed with you |
| Too caught up in my emotions like Usher to confess to you |
| Caught up in my dreams and nightmares, demons don’t fight fair |
| Waking up weeping from my night terrors, I’m acting light-skinned |
| Really dreaming of crying, I need me a Zion right here |
| Can’t see 'em coming down my eyes, so I write tears |
| I think I might need some help (I don’t feel like myself) |
| I don’t feel like myself (I don’t feel like myself) |
| I don’t feel like myself (Anymore) |
| I think I might need some help |
| I don’t feel like myself |
| I don’t feel like myself |