Song | The Glass |
Artist | The Story So Far |
Album | Songs Of |
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Lead you so far down | |
I could tell you’d never been | |
Told me that time’s near | |
And how it will change everything | |
I’m not so open like the window you are | |
The glass just reflects the scar | |
Told me that you had to leave | |
But how the fuck does that change anything? | |
Your glare is the faintest | |
No brightness to show | |
I made the best of what I thought was impossible | |
You were the spade I used to dig this hole | |
Blistered my skin to the bone | |
Swear all the pain’s done | |
No trace or tremor here | |
Or am I still numb? Have I been this whole year? | |
So let me bite down, feel the clench in my teeth | |
Till I come around then relapse and repeat | |
Then relapse and repeat | |
Your glare is the faintest | |
No brightness to show | |
I made the best of what I thought was impossible | |
You were the spade I used to dig this hole | |
Blistered my skin to the bone | |
Now you’re gone | |
Now you’re gone | |
Now you’re gone | |
Now you’re gone | |
Now you’re... |
Lead you so far down | |
I could tell you' d never been | |
Told me that time' s near | |
And how it will change everything | |
I' m not so open like the window you are | |
The glass just reflects the scar | |
Told me that you had to leave | |
But how the fuck does that change anything? | |
Your glare is the faintest | |
No brightness to show | |
I made the best of what I thought was impossible | |
You were the spade I used to dig this hole | |
Blistered my skin to the bone | |
Swear all the pain' s done | |
No trace or tremor here | |
Or am I still numb? Have I been this whole year? | |
So let me bite down, feel the clench in my teeth | |
Till I come around then relapse and repeat | |
Then relapse and repeat | |
Your glare is the faintest | |
No brightness to show | |
I made the best of what I thought was impossible | |
You were the spade I used to dig this hole | |
Blistered my skin to the bone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re... |
Lead you so far down | |
I could tell you' d never been | |
Told me that time' s near | |
And how it will change everything | |
I' m not so open like the window you are | |
The glass just reflects the scar | |
Told me that you had to leave | |
But how the fuck does that change anything? | |
Your glare is the faintest | |
No brightness to show | |
I made the best of what I thought was impossible | |
You were the spade I used to dig this hole | |
Blistered my skin to the bone | |
Swear all the pain' s done | |
No trace or tremor here | |
Or am I still numb? Have I been this whole year? | |
So let me bite down, feel the clench in my teeth | |
Till I come around then relapse and repeat | |
Then relapse and repeat | |
Your glare is the faintest | |
No brightness to show | |
I made the best of what I thought was impossible | |
You were the spade I used to dig this hole | |
Blistered my skin to the bone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re gone | |
Now you' re... |