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 |