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Luca Brasi

Bastard

 

Bastard

(альбом: Stay - 2018)


We're getting better, yeah crashing harder
Can't get past it, life's still a bastard
We're getting better, yeah crashing harder
Can't get past it, life's still a bastard
In my head

Sometimes it's loud and I can't get to sleep
Without the feeling of missing something oh so sweet
That you never said to me
So go on say it to me

I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front of me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say
Nothing's ever good enough

We're getting better, yeah crashing harder
Can't get past it, life's still a bastard
We're getting better, yeah crashing harder
Can't get past it, life's still a bastard

Can you feel it?
The age and everything that we could've been
The losing feeling of missing everything so sweet
Like we never got to be

I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front of me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say
Nothing's ever good enough

Crashing harder
Getting better
Crashing harder
Getting better

I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front of me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say
Nothing's ever good enough

I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front of me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say
Nothing's ever good enough

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