Song | Vertigo |
Artist | To Speak of Wolves |
Album | Find Your Worth, Come Home |
I still get afraid | |
I still can't compete | |
We're losing the thought | |
And you're losing me | |
You burn out so bright | |
We all go blind | |
It's not your fault | |
They cut you in pieces | |
They tear you apart | |
They wont care about you or what you wanted to start | |
We will fade away | |
Tomorrow won't care about you | |
Or the life we shared | |
You'll see the shift and move closer to me | |
We're staring at them | |
They'll watch from a far | |
I still can’t see you or who you've become | |
You rise to new heights | |
You capture the dream | |
Through the lens and flash | |
That dock is still waiting | |
The tide pulls me down | |
But I still see it in you | |
If you go down | |
Pull me under | |
Pick up your crown | |
Get to your feet | |
Get to your home | |
Find your release. |
I still get afraid | |
I still can' t compete | |
We' re losing the thought | |
And you' re losing me | |
You burn out so bright | |
We all go blind | |
It' s not your fault | |
They cut you in pieces | |
They tear you apart | |
They wont care about you or what you wanted to start | |
We will fade away | |
Tomorrow won' t care about you | |
Or the life we shared | |
You' ll see the shift and move closer to me | |
We' re staring at them | |
They' ll watch from a far | |
I still can' t see you or who you' ve become | |
You rise to new heights | |
You capture the dream | |
Through the lens and flash | |
That dock is still waiting | |
The tide pulls me down | |
But I still see it in you | |
If you go down | |
Pull me under | |
Pick up your crown | |
Get to your feet | |
Get to your home | |
Find your release. |