The Dangerous Summer — Weathered

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I felt unable; I was lying on my side
In the same clothes from the very last night.
I want to pray that I am doing everything right.

I saw my mom die for the very first time.
She was an angel — God took her from the sky,
And there’s a million other people
That I found who cared more than I ever will.

I held that note out,
I grabbed my bag and I left through the door.
I let my hair grow
And put these words on my skin, I cannot relate.

Would you believe in my songs if I gave them all to you?
I can’t find the strength in my voice to call you back
And say that everything is bad without you and I am lost again,
God believe I’m lost again.

I stayed in bed and
You took so much that I couldn’t even sleep.
I waited so long,
Though that wasn’t even that bad.
I never had to be a part of the world
And I’ve been making that a goal for reasons that I cannot explain.

Well, I’m an optimist but only in a perfect world.
I think I’m too stained with all the negativity
From all the people in my way.

Would you believe in my songs if I gave them all to you?
I can’t find the strength in my voice to call you back
And say that everything is bad without you and I am lost again,
God believe I’m lost again.

Would you believe in my songs if I gave them all to you?
I can’t find the strength in my voice to call you back
And say that everything is bad without you and I am lost again,
God believe I’m lost again.

I took a trip down south;
I felt the sun on my face,
And it made things ok for a second.

I drew a picture of my problems when I was going insane,
And I focused on the currents.
It’s the funny thing about it,
I never seem to worry that
Every single current’s not the same.

It’s all about position and where I choose to lay;
And god I am going away.

Would you believe in my songs if I gave them all to you?
I can’t find the strength in my voice to call you back
And say that everything is bad without you and I am lost again,
God believe I’m lost again.

Would you believe in my songs if I gave them all to you?
I can’t find the strength in my voice to call you back
And say that everything is bad without you and I am lost again