Dangling like loose strings meant to burn
(I know you hold the match)
Tired past frayed could drop dead whenever
Gray matter day floating like weather
Shaping like clay in anger I'm molded
Taken in hand I'm battered and folded
I'm f*cked up and fuming is this love that I'm losing
Spinning room, you've left me with no clues
My milieu, a setting for despair and truth
Oh what to do? I'll spit my blood out and swallow too
An excuse, my faults deflected, it's nothing new
It's no use, tell me again and again I'll fall right through
I'll come to and falter over future intent so you choose
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Performed By: Fragile Like Life After
Language: English
Length: 4:22
Written by: Max Ludewig, Adrian Alicea, Chris Copeland
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English
Dangling like loose strings meant to burn
(I know you hold the match)
Tired past frayed could drop dead whenever
Gray matter day floating like weather
Shaping like clay in anger I'm molded
Taken in hand I'm battered and folded
I'm f*cked up and fuming is this love that I'm losing
Spinning room, you've left me with no clues
My milieu, a setting for despair and truth
Oh what to do? I'll spit my blood out and swallow too
An excuse, my faults deflected, it's nothing new
It's no use, tell me again and again I'll fall right through
I'll come to and falter over future intent so you choose
(I know you hold the match)
Tired past frayed could drop dead whenever
Gray matter day floating like weather
Shaping like clay in anger I'm molded
Taken in hand I'm battered and folded
I'm f*cked up and fuming is this love that I'm losing
Spinning room, you've left me with no clues
My milieu, a setting for despair and truth
Oh what to do? I'll spit my blood out and swallow too
An excuse, my faults deflected, it's nothing new
It's no use, tell me again and again I'll fall right through
I'll come to and falter over future intent so you choose
Writer: Max Ludewig, Adrian Alicea, Chris Copeland
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid