Sångtext Small Brown Bike: Running, Swinging, And Sinking

Running, Swinging, And Sinking


doesn't it kill you too?
sometimes when you realize that you've spoken too soon or fallen so quickly
you're getting ahead of me, i'm losing will and trying to paint a masterpiece
you said that it seemed to be right,
i think that i was trying to impress you, nothing ever works and i'm glad
today we all run for the ocean floors,
we all swim through the seas we all capture our torture whole and fall to our knees
holding my breath, dodging the time, i'd rather drown by myself
i can only remember enough to keep myself in line,
i can only forget so much at one time
you said it seemed to be right, i think that i was trying to impress you,
nothing ever works and i'm glad
walk to the ocean with me, let's do this right,
let's take our time, with longer to breath
float through the ocean once more,
we'll laugh and just smile and sink to the floor







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