الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
If my eyes are the windows to where my soul should be
Can someone clean them up because my vision’s getting foggy
And I can see:
The anything slash everything that I should be
But I don't wanna be like that
And bitter doesn't taste so bad
It tastes like no one will ever love us the way we do
All wrong
Tell me, are we all wrong?
I don't wanna think like that
I don't wanna be like that
Tell me, are we far gone?
Tell me, will we fall off?
I don't wanna think like that
I don't wanna be like that
If the grass was green enough but dull in my life
Would I even make a move or even try to give myself a chance to switch up sides?
I'm settling and wrestling
