Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Free Throw

The Museum Of Orphaned Concepts

 

The Museum Of Orphaned Concepts

(álbum: Lessons That We Swear To Keep - 2023)


When I think about the price of admission
And the size of the wait
I would have probably denied this position
Tried to make my escape
But I pressed on frustrated
Pushed through and waded
Past crowds that were so dense
They obstructed my view
(Of the eventual outcome)

Pose me, place me in a glass display
Study every move I make
Watch as my body starts to decay
Will they learn from every mistake I've made?
I hope there's something inside this fucked up brain
Or was it all a waste?

So often I wonder If people still get that
I'm just a real person, not a sample to gawk at
And I know that my own life decisions brought me to this
(My eventual outcome)

Pose me, place me in a glass display
Study every move I make
Watch as my body starts to decay
Will they learn from every mistake I've made?
I hope there's something inside this fucked up brain
Or was it all a waste?

What will be said when I am gone?

I've spent years of my life as a constant exhibit
To be covered in dust
When they turn out the lights and exit the building
Will they be able to match a name to my face

The years add up
Will they care?
Is that enough?

I've been displaying myself in a case
Broadcasting my problems in spades
Just hoping that some one relates
As the years passed by I became
An artifact buried away
To be found at a much later date
Here I am, just have your way

Where's the need?
Dig a hole
Wrap me up
Take your notes
Bury me

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?