Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Light, artist - Nova Rockafeller. Date of issue: 14.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Light |
| You found me on the edge, don’t be surprised when I look off |
| Usually, I can fight, some nights it’s easier to walk away |
| From all the feelings and the constant running thoughts |
| I say that I’m okay, but you know honestly I’m not today |
| I thought I could be impossible and smile from the gut |
| Instead I’m wondering why I got up |
| I hide from the sun and lie to the ones I love, but |
| My life is what dreams are made of |
| I promised myself I’d stop writing about my sadness |
| So I stopped making music and waited there in the blackness |
| Like I’m sad, no, I’d be really bad and in reflection |
| You have to let it go to know you love it without question |
| I didn’t write a verse for a year 'cause every bar was more tears |
| And it was hard to hear me arguing with scars I can’t heal |
| You know I wanted that deal, I wanted the fame |
| We all had the glasses full of poison champagne |
| You left me in the gutter, you fed me to the wolves |
| You thought that I would suffer, then left me through the cold, cold, cold, |
| cold nights |
| Sky’s dark, fight my monsters |
| I got stronger, then I shone, shone, shone the light |
| I did a thousand sessions, tryna reach perfection |
| Handed my fucking heart, and it came back with corrections |
| They wanted a pop star while I wrote to fight depression |
| Told me they believed in me, but I had my objections |
| My manager stopped calling, and he broke my fucking heart |
| 'Cause he liked the life of building, couldn’t watch it fall apart |
| I got a tattoo on my neck, he told me: «Try to look alive» |
| I’m searching cyanide, tryna die while I fucking lie |
| People dropping like flies and spreading garbage and lies |
| A more courageous person would’ve probably died |
| And they’re still talking shit, man, just get on with your lives |
| Do like a damn fucking time, but yeah, I got on my mind |
| Now I’m unsold out, tourist crime between cities |
| There’s a lotta time within between Cali and New Port Richey |
| And every label called me, but I never called 'em back |
| Was imagining the hell is when there’s snakes in the grass |
| You left me in the gutter, you fed me to the wolves |
| You thought that I would suffer, then left me through the cold, cold, cold, |
| cold nights |
| Sky’s dark, fight my monsters |
| I got stronger, then I shone, shone, shone the light |
| You left me in the gutter, you fed me to the wolves |
| You thought that I would suffer, then left me through the cold, cold, cold, |
| cold nights |
| Sky’s dark, fight my monsters |
| I got stronger, then I shone, shone, shone the light |
| You left me in the, you left me in the, you fed me to the wolves |
| You thought that I would suffer, then left me |