Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song bloodstream, artist - Soccer Mommy. Album song color theory, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 27.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Loma Vista
Song language: English
bloodstream |
Remembering running through my yard like a wild stream |
Just a little kid, blood flowing into my rosy cheeks |
Now a river runs red from my knuckles into the sink |
And there’s a pale girl staring through the mirror at me |
Maybe it’s just a dream, wish I could go back to sleep |
Hydrangeas blooming off the branches of park trees |
It’s a half-hearted calm, the way I’ve felt since I was thirteen |
'Cause I may not feel it now, covered up the wounds with my long sleeves |
But I know it’s waiting there, swimming through my bloodstream |
And it’s gonna come for me, yeah it’s gonna come for me |
What did you have that I didn’t? |
And why am I so blue? |
Someone’s talking in my forehead |
That says, «I'll never be like you» |
Happiness is like a firefly on summer free evenings |
Feel it slipping through my fingers |
But I can’t catch it in my hands |
Catch it in my |
Old memories, ribbons running down from my bare knees |
I ran too fast, fell down on my face in the concrete |
I guess the lesson’s learned, I’ve barely left my room in the past week |
And I’ve got my guard up trying all the time to stay clean |
But I don’t feel anything, I don’t feel anything |
What did you have that I didn’t? |
And why am I so fucked? |
There’s someone talking in my forehead |
That says, «I'll never be enough» |
And happiness is like a firefly on summer evenings |
Feel it slipping through my fingers |
But I can’t catch it in my hands |
Catch it in my |