What a deal I've worked with Father Sky He's given me a choice with time Walking straight on lines Don't let our ankles roll You've got to tip toe Not
Take a look around out times's almost running out Uproot questions in your head The looking-glass is clear What you want is near(Nearly gone) Shoot
With a swerve, my eyes avert My mouth somehow forgets to work So I stare until you shout Wondering why you can't figure me out With a change, I call
s coming from my own head It's got me mixed up, trying not to give up Tell me there's a way to get out of here Oh, fixed at zero I've learned to talk
Their arms, they reach, They branch like they're trying to catch me, They stand so tirelessly, Outgrown, the sides of roads, Are mixed in gold, The summer
I've looked right past the simple things What have my eyes missed? Stuck in a space where nothing seems to fit You live a myth, obsessed with it Quiet
If you were still around, You'd tell me I'm different, since the last time you called me out I'd put you down, I'd tell you it's a waste of time to keep
from my own head It's got me mixed up, trying not to give up Tell me there's a way to get out of here Oh, fixed at zero Fixed at zero
a shape I can't make Thinking so hard about who we really are... You spark the good within But I was never good at listening... Listen until you're gone
m not the type to follow through But you already knew that, didn't you? Hey, mind reader Quick steps, reality check I might be gone before you're back You bite your nails at
You'll never know, I didn't want it to go The way it went... South Not a word From my mouth But from the moment I shook your hand I was determined And
The waterworks blocked his words... He felt sorry. Well I'm sorry for me too... But I think you're broken to the fact, I can't and won't go back But
Their arms They reach They branch Like they're trying to catch me They stand so tirelessly Outgrown the sides of roads All mixed in gold This summer
(Make your own love, love, love) The waterworks blocked his words, He felt sorry, Well I'm sorry for me too. But I think you're broken to the fact,
my own head It's got me mixed up, trying not to give up Tell me there's a way to get out of here Oh, fixed at zero Fixed at zero
Traduzione: VersaEmerge. Pari a zero.
: You'll never know, I didn't want it to go The way it went... South Not a word From my mouth But from the moment I shook your hand I was determined
