Tiptoeing around a thin line
It's more of a stumble
I've got time but no will on my side
One sight and I crumble
I've slept through any day light today
There's a weight on my chest
It's like I'm under pressure to wake up one day
And just not feel this mess
Dawn feels so calm
Like the bruises of the day haven't happened yet
And I'll filter my words through the pen in my palm
So my conscience can't forget
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
Please believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
All these newspaper people
They're all plain black and white
I wonder if they could care for my grief
Or if there's Just politics on their minds
They all look and sound the same here
We're sharing a long drive
Cigarette smoke creeps out the window
Enticed in their TV life
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
I hope you believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
Eighteen years of watching these people
Months of waves of thought that passed
I wasn't swept away It's all wasted time
She ran off as quickly as the last
And my best friend came on Christmas Eve
To make sure she could comfort me
We talked 'til two, fell asleep at three
And I am here now because she cares for me
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
Please believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
Thin-Skinned - Newspaper People Lyrics
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Tiptoeing around a thin line
It's more of a stumble
I've got time but no will on my side
One sight and I crumble
I've slept through any day light today
There's a weight on my chest
It's like I'm under pressure to wake up one day
And just not feel this mess
Dawn feels so calm
Like the bruises of the day haven't happened yet
And I'll filter my words through the pen in my palm
So my conscience can't forget
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
Please believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
All these newspaper people
They're all plain black and white
I wonder if they could care for my grief
Or if there's Just politics on their minds
They all look and sound the same here
We're sharing a long drive
Cigarette smoke creeps out the window
Enticed in their TV life
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
I hope you believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
Eighteen years of watching these people
Months of waves of thought that passed
I wasn't swept away It's all wasted time
She ran off as quickly as the last
And my best friend came on Christmas Eve
To make sure she could comfort me
We talked 'til two, fell asleep at three
And I am here now because she cares for me
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
Please believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
It's more of a stumble
I've got time but no will on my side
One sight and I crumble
I've slept through any day light today
There's a weight on my chest
It's like I'm under pressure to wake up one day
And just not feel this mess
Dawn feels so calm
Like the bruises of the day haven't happened yet
And I'll filter my words through the pen in my palm
So my conscience can't forget
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
Please believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
All these newspaper people
They're all plain black and white
I wonder if they could care for my grief
Or if there's Just politics on their minds
They all look and sound the same here
We're sharing a long drive
Cigarette smoke creeps out the window
Enticed in their TV life
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
I hope you believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
Eighteen years of watching these people
Months of waves of thought that passed
I wasn't swept away It's all wasted time
She ran off as quickly as the last
And my best friend came on Christmas Eve
To make sure she could comfort me
We talked 'til two, fell asleep at three
And I am here now because she cares for me
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
And it's five AM and I lost the time I had
Stare in solace at fragile photographs
The room is spinning, I still get down the words
Seeing bad memories through all the blur
That was the sincerest of apologies
Please believe guilt hangs on me
I'm on show to everyone stuck on a steeple
I've heard the same thing from six different people
Writer: James Johnston
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music