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

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Звук


Інтерфейс


Рівень складності


Акцент



мова інтерфейсу

uk

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
зареєструватись / увійти
Lyrkit

донат

5$

Lyrkit

донат

10$

Lyrkit

донат

20$

Lyrkit

Та/Або підтримай мене в соц. мережах:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Ryan Amador

Lost Friends

 

Lost Friends

(альбом: Love In The Age Of Anxiety - 2022)


Is there still time to say I'm sorry, for putting myself first
The fuel for the fire's on empty but you've got my worst
Is there still a moment to move on from this and shelve it in the past
Things got violent at a deafening speed then I got so defensive

I couldn't see
How bad you were feeling
Start spending my energy
All on me

See, I've lost friends to sparring with my ego
My passion raises up the stakes and I misplace my breath
Time goes by, we forget the fight, but we can't take back what we've said
All I can say is sorry for the shadow that you met

I admit, I am a bit haunted, watches quarreled in my dreams
Despite the temporal distance, I'll be bound till you forgive me
And I sing good at heart, most friends will say I am one they can depend on
But what no one knows is how bad I cope with my fear of letting go

I become possessive of what I love
I guess that's my devil
Obsessed till I can't get enough

Yeah, I've lost friends to sparring with my ego
My passion raises up the stakes and I misplace my breath
Time goes by, we forget the fight, but we can't take back what we've said
All I can say is sorry for the shadow that you met
For the shadow that you met
For the shadow that you met
For the shadow that you met
For the shadow that you met

I repeat this over and over again, I scar those who are closest to me
I fight for my case and I squeeze all the juice out the memory of our time
Repeating events in my mind, codependent, impulsive, I'm trying to capture it all
In my hands, we're just like water slipping through the cracks
Well, never mind, damn

I've lost friends to sparring with my ego
My passion raises up the stakes and I misplace my breath
Time goes by, we forget the fight, but we can't take back what we've said
All I can say is sorry

готово

Ти додав собі всі незнайомі слова із цієї пісні?