Fiction – Lund
Nghệ sĩ: Lund
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
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Feelings come and go, time to hit the road
Can’t af ford to watch this time move past I'm never going back,
Moving forward lying to yourself, you don’t really need me
Fiction in your head that you keep on believing
People come and go, everybody knows
Love is potent, let you go had to let you go,
now I’m hoping You get closure
Cause I’m feeling so much better now we're over
With you, it ain’t right too many missed calls and long nights
I heard your voicemail too many times and I ain't wasting all my love on you
With you, it ain’t right too many missed calls and long nights
I heard your voicemail too many times and I ain't wasting all my love on you
Open up my chest deep into my heart, do you see it?
As I’m breathing, it cut my strings
Now my fucking heart isn’t beating
Deep inside my mind, scared of what I’ll find
Our memories linger hurt confined, love the way you’d lie
With a smile, I’m saving me there’s no wrong or right
This is survival, put me down You'd put me in the ground, no re vival
No revival, no survi val Im 51:50, suicidal
I’m going through hell Can you find me?
No revival, no survi val Im 51:50, suicidal
I’m going through hell Can you find me?
This is fucking insane Do you know what the definition of insanity is?
No! Do you? Yes! It’s the inability to relate to another human being
It’s the inability…to love!
Boy you left me down Broken on the ground, I'm so sad
I’m not mad, I just wish that you would call me sometime
I just wish that we could fucking rewind, but
Girl, you let me down you been running round, I'm not dumb
Got me staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
I got to go before I lose my mind
Feelings come and go, time to hit the road
Can’t af ford to watch this time move past I'm never going back,
Moving forward lying to yourself, you don’t really need me
Fiction in your head that you keep on believing
People come and go, everybody knows
Love is potent, let you go had to let you go,
now I’m hoping You get closure
Cause I’m feeling so much better now we're over
Going, going, gone I think my soul is moving on, oh
Hate me while I’m here Then love me while I’m lost
Do we fight to feel the pain Or do we bleed to feel the same?
Why’s the world so fucking cold? Why do I often feel alone?
Going, going, gone I think my soul is moving on, oh
Hate me while I’m here Then love me while I’m lost
Do we fight to feel the pain Or do we bleed to feel the same?
Why’s the world so fucking cold? Why do I often feel alone?