Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overcast, artist - Our Hollow, Our Home. Date of issue: 06.04.2023
Song language: English
Overcast |
| Black clouds, rally around |
| My head like it’s the eye of the storm |
| Relentlessly cascading through |
| My better judgment and my thoughts |
| How I long to free my mind, find clearer skies ahead |
| Cos if every cloud has a silver lining then by now I should be dead |
| Hey, hey, «You better give up the ghost before it’s too late» |
| But it’s much easier to wallow in modest misery |
| Hey, hey, «where's your self worth?» |
| About 40,000 fathoms deep buried in dirt |
| I’ve been coming apart at the seams |
| Losing track of everything that matters to me |
| Never did I think I’d become so hollow |
| I’m not ok and that’s a bitter pill to swallow |
| It’s overcast, guess I’m back here again |
| Coz the black clouds overhead just never seem to end |
| But have peace of mind, in time I’ll be fine with or without you… |
| When did it become okay to not speak your mind? |
| «Keep your eyes on the prize kid, bottle it up deep inside» |
| Cos nobody hears, and nobody’s here |
| To help you deal with the fallout |
| These things have got to change… |
| No more, suffering in silence |
| Call me a sceptic coz I just don’t feel like you |
| Where’s the compassion and the kindness? |
| Nobody’s listening… I’ve reached my breaking point |
| I’ve got this feeling like there’s somebody watching me |
| Setting me up, just to push me back down |
| But they will all be sorry when we come back around |
| When we come back around |
| So I ask myself, where did it all go wrong |
| I converse with myself like I’m somebody else |
| It’s been my problem all along |
| Oh, take me back to the days when, I felt I could live and learn |
| Just what it means to be happy and what it’s like to not hurt |
| Oh, take me back to the days when, I felt I could live and learn |
| Just what it means to be happy… |
| I’ve been coming apart at the seams |
| Losing track of everything that matters to me |
| Never did I think I’d become so hollow |
| I’m not ok and that’s a bitter pill to swallow |
| Its overcast, watch me fade to grey |
| Coz the black clouds over head are here to rain on my parade |
| But have peace of mind, in time I’ll be fine, with or without you… |
| So things have gotta change |
| Things have got to change |