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coastin.

 

coastin.

(álbum: sunny - 2014)


I really think that I've been moving too fast
Now I'm just coasting
Tried to find myself and got lost in the ocean, of life
While I'm holding on it's "obm knife"
I get caught up in the strife
And forget to get a hold of my sights

We got regret and things that we didn't do
Wish we could take it back and change it up we're interviews
'Cause I'm caught up in this interview
Which holding on my head has got me feeling like I'm living too

I'm dead inside
It seems like this road is a dead end drive, but
I don't care and I don't mind
I just sit inside and waste my time, without you
Never did doubt you
Never tried to shout from the rooftops about how you changed my life
So fuck it if you lost in me
I'm just tryna say I payed my price

Is it something with the way I write
About the way I contemplate on how to take my life
The way I waste my nights
And erase my frights
Just to deal with the fact that I hate my...

Well it's just an idea
But maybe you should let go
'Cause I know that if I stay I'll end up hurting you again because I said so
I've got lead ankles and I'm drowning in myself
Everybody seems to leave when I'm down, in need of help
And I'm sick of being hurt but even worse it kinda felt
Like we barely stood for something after all

Like we really stood for something after all
Like we really stood for something after all

And now I'm stuck waiting for another shitty day with my knife wounded back against a wall

Get this and get it straight. Crime is a sucker for all those who travel and wind up in the gutter of a prison or a grave. There's no other end, but they never learn

hecho

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