Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frayed Tape, artist - Wingtip
Date of issue: 13.08.2020
Song language: English
Frayed Tape |
It’s been a hell of a year between me and my fears |
Between plans for the future and all my passin' ideas |
I thought I’d figure it out just by walking around |
Just by talking to friends but I’m bringing 'em down |
Every night is the same when you’re wishing for rain |
In a place that stays sunny almost every day |
Maybe it’s not enough just to keep waking up |
Waiting on somebody to call your bluff |
And I don’t blame her for leaving, you know we all got our reasons |
And I was all that she wanted but not at all what she needed |
I’ll probably meet someone new, it’s what I know how to do |
Cause I’m lonely as hell and don’t need an excuse |
To give someone it all, sit and wait for the call |
That they had a good time but I’m not the default |
And it’s better than nothing I guess nobody’s above it |
And I’m just trying to forget whatever I learned that love is |
And I wanna get better but it’s hard sometimes |
When you’re feeling feeble in the prime of your life |
Too scared to settle, too scared to try |
Stuck to the frayed tape at the edge of your mind |
I think I got it all wrong, it was us all along |
Spent my first 20 years trying not to belong |
But now I wanna see people talk about what they’re reading |
Sit and listen to stories and hear the problems they deal with |
And I’m sick of attention, I guess I’m learning my lesson |
That lovin' isn’t the same as just making impressions |
I don’t how to ask for the things that I had |
When I didn’t know I had 'em in the palm of my hand |
I get sick of the sky, the way it’s empty at night |
So I fill it with color and all these cheap little lights |
This city’s not bad it’s just starting to sag |
From the weight of our dreams and our plans of attack |
Cause the crowd’s almost gone and by the end of the song |
They’ll be going back home to the place they belong |
So I’m leaving tomorrow hitching a ride on Apollo |
Going up to the stars and I’m hopin' they follow |
And I wanna get better but it’s hard sometimes |
When you’re feeling feeble in the prime of your life |
Too scared to settle, too scared to try |
Stuck to the frayed tape at the edge of your mind |