Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Glades, artist - Love-Sadkid.
Date of issue: 11.10.2017
Song language: English
Glades |
Winter, spring, skip to fall |
Wonder how the lovers change |
This is just a dance with death |
A wander through the summer glades |
Roses dying, autumn leaves |
Dreaming about the lifeless trees |
The smile that you wear around |
Can never seem to hide a thing |
Wait, I may be careless |
When I’m taking a breath |
Another step to check direction |
But instead I’m a mess |
Another trip to see the doctor |
About the state of my head |
What we can’t fix is what we leave up to meds |
I feel like there’s nothing left |
Let me fall, I’m just not worth my weight in rope |
They call me Midas, I’m a douche |
Who used a face that’s made of stone |
Matter fact, when I’m asleep |
My dreams can’t even make up gold |
I hope the time I take a dose |
My windpipe makes me try to choke |
But I promise I’m not suicidal |
Swear it true |
I’m only here because they idolise these idle lies I tell |
And every day is just an endless cycle |
Time to time it spins again |
And through this pen I find this time |
To write this hell I live, it’s useless |
My two cents means nothing unless it’s on a beat |
Haunted by the numbers |
Yet I’m blessed they try to follow me |
Feeling hopeless, I have memories |
Of things that used to bother me |
Where I never had to get it out |
On drum loops and piano keys |
This endless reminiscing |
Has me less than optimistic |
Shallow in the deep end |
But I’m drowning start to finish |
They only care about the artistry |
What am I fucking kidding |
I should’ve never wrote this song to begin with |
Cause everything just falls around me slow |
Burning bridges just to keep my heart from staying cold |
Everything’s the same song, different flow |
If you didn’t know |
Penning to a beat is getting really old |
They love the thought of me |
Parts of me they pick and choose to love |
And then depart from everything that seems to look a bit soft |
They only point out what I’m missing |
But it tends to have trust |
Because I lost every bit when I used to love |
Damn, isn’t that rough |
I know that I’m not enough |