
Date of issue: 02.01.2015
Song language: English
Everything Falls Apart |
The truth is I hate my own guts so you won’t have to |
So much so, that I can’t recognize love or the lack of it |
I’ve packed this suitcase a thousand times |
Said aloud «I'll never look back» |
But end up sitting on my bed just staring at it |
I’ve cried alone more times than I’d like to admit |
But I’ve been too proud to tell you |
I’m losing it |
Anxiety ridden guilt stricken |
The weights of things |
It’s sinking in |
It’s like an awful movie I’ve seen a hundred times and I know the end |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
I found a little bit of hope shoved between the seats In the back of the van |
And I’m content with knowing exactly where I am |
I’ve seen hell It’s a worn out reclining chair |
And I’ve dreamt of heaven |
It’s anywhere but here |
Anxiety ridden guilt stricken |
The weights of things |
It’s sinking in |
It’s like an awful movie I’ve seen a hundred times and I know the end |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
Anxiety ridden guilt stricken |
The weights of things |
It’s sinking in |
It’s like an awful movie I’ve seen a hundred times and I know the end |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |
And everything falls apart |
But I’m collecting the pieces |