Another feeling passes by
You gave me all that I wanted
And it was always up to me
And yet I soak in my tragedy
(I know what is left for me, I can’t try)
(I throw out my dignity, I try)
Maybe it’s too late to pick me up, I’ll throw myself back down
Even up till now, I’ve told myself we never make it out
Can you even relate to losing something you know you shouldn’t keep?
I am always obsessed with righting the wrongs of things, just not that deep
Now I’ve told myself we never make it out
I know what is left for me, I can’t try
I throw out my dignity, I can’t try
And when the morning breaks through night
I trade my yearning for numbness
And still, you never ask me “Why?”
Maybe it’s too late to pick me up, I’ll throw myself back down
Even up till now, I’ve told myself we never make it out
Can you even relate to losing something you know you shouldn’t keep?
I am always obsessed with righting the wrongs of things, just not that deep
Now I’ve told myself we never make it out
Can you even relate to losing something you know you shouldn’t keep?
I am always obsessed with righting the wrongs of things, just not that deep
Now I’ve told myself we never make it out
(I know what is left for me, I can’t try)
(I throw out my dignity, I can’t try)
I know what is left for me, I can’t try
I throw out my dignity, I can’t try
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