Labreylien - Palmen
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It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
Sometimes I get tired of speaking words
I got ants in my brain, so I think in reverse
My temper's mental so it's hard to tell
Which days of the week i'll get on with myself
Do you ever feel like you was spawned in the wrong place?
Like you're only here so life can kick you in the face
There ain't no place like the shock of self reflection
The moon comes closе, but I got too many questions
Ever get that feeling likе you're all alone?
Like you’re spending all your days just sitting at home
Wasting endless hours staring at your iPhone
Empty void, like the bottom of an ice cream cone
I guess i'm just waiting for life to ring
Or to sing, or to bring me some excitement
But my mood don't shake
Even when it's set to vibrate
It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
That you’re always trippin’ up over the ceiling
I guess you gotta live it to believe it
It's a funny way of dreaming
When you worry, always worry when you're sleeping
I confess, i'm a guest at this screening
Save a seat cos i'm sucker for the sequel
Connected all the dots
Made a decent cut for myself
I got everything I want
And there's even more on the shelf
But there's still something that gives me the irk
Can't quite put my finger on it
See, she’s always telling me to go outside
To show myself to the people
And let them hear all of my secrets
And one day, I might finally achieve it
Windows getting wavy from the sound of the hounds outside
Mingling around between the screech of the sirens
Smashing bottles and screaming violence
Echoes of music
Polluting the silence
I feel it in my stomach, i'm too sensitive for this
Always reminiscing about the things I miss
See, I got a pain in my chest
I’m not sure I was built for this
It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
That you’re always trippin’ up over the ceiling
I guess you gotta live it to believe it
It's a funny way of dreaming
When you worry, always worry when you're sleeping
I confess, i'm a guest at this screening
Save a seat cos i'm sucker for the sequel
But the fear of losing words floods my mind like it's bleeding
I guess there's too many wounds and not enough healing
There ain't no place like the shock of self reflection
The moon comes close, but I got too many questions
Don't know why I get so defensive
Build a wall instead of making new friendships
It's easy to say though from an outside perspective
Cos growing needs light and energy's expensive
Ground yourself with love
Show yourself pride
Show yourself that you deserve your health
And you got what it takes to preserve this wealth
It's a fine line acting divine
When you're walking on clouds with a crooked spine
But it's up to you to always decide
Whether to stay or to resign
Yeah, sometimes i'm stupid
And yeah, sometimes I abuse it
But life is mine and today, and today
I’ll choose it
It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
That you’re always trippin’ up over the ceiling
I guess you gotta live it to believe it
It's a funny way of dreaming
When you worry, always worry when you're sleeping
I confess, i'm a guest at this screening
Save a seat cos i'm sucker for the sequel
To be running, to be running from the feeling
Sometimes I get tired of speaking words
I got ants in my brain, so I think in reverse
My temper's mental so it's hard to tell
Which days of the week i'll get on with myself
Do you ever feel like you was spawned in the wrong place?
Like you're only here so life can kick you in the face
There ain't no place like the shock of self reflection
The moon comes closе, but I got too many questions
Ever get that feeling likе you're all alone?
Like you’re spending all your days just sitting at home
Wasting endless hours staring at your iPhone
Empty void, like the bottom of an ice cream cone
I guess i'm just waiting for life to ring
Or to sing, or to bring me some excitement
But my mood don't shake
Even when it's set to vibrate
It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
That you’re always trippin’ up over the ceiling
I guess you gotta live it to believe it
It's a funny way of dreaming
When you worry, always worry when you're sleeping
I confess, i'm a guest at this screening
Save a seat cos i'm sucker for the sequel
Connected all the dots
Made a decent cut for myself
I got everything I want
And there's even more on the shelf
But there's still something that gives me the irk
Can't quite put my finger on it
See, she’s always telling me to go outside
To show myself to the people
And let them hear all of my secrets
And one day, I might finally achieve it
Windows getting wavy from the sound of the hounds outside
Mingling around between the screech of the sirens
Smashing bottles and screaming violence
Echoes of music
Polluting the silence
I feel it in my stomach, i'm too sensitive for this
Always reminiscing about the things I miss
See, I got a pain in my chest
I’m not sure I was built for this
It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
That you’re always trippin’ up over the ceiling
I guess you gotta live it to believe it
It's a funny way of dreaming
When you worry, always worry when you're sleeping
I confess, i'm a guest at this screening
Save a seat cos i'm sucker for the sequel
But the fear of losing words floods my mind like it's bleeding
I guess there's too many wounds and not enough healing
There ain't no place like the shock of self reflection
The moon comes close, but I got too many questions
Don't know why I get so defensive
Build a wall instead of making new friendships
It's easy to say though from an outside perspective
Cos growing needs light and energy's expensive
Ground yourself with love
Show yourself pride
Show yourself that you deserve your health
And you got what it takes to preserve this wealth
It's a fine line acting divine
When you're walking on clouds with a crooked spine
But it's up to you to always decide
Whether to stay or to resign
Yeah, sometimes i'm stupid
And yeah, sometimes I abuse it
But life is mine and today, and today
I’ll choose it
It's a funny sort of dealing
To be running, to be running from the feeling
That you’re always trippin’ up over the ceiling
I guess you gotta live it to believe it
It's a funny way of dreaming
When you worry, always worry when you're sleeping
I confess, i'm a guest at this screening
Save a seat cos i'm sucker for the sequel
