Song | The Ones Forgotten By The One Forgetting |
Artist | The Color Morale |
Album | Hold On Pain Ends |
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All these voices in my head. | |
I’ll never know just what I'll feel, | |
let alone what will be said. | |
We all forget the things we say | |
but we never forget how we felt | |
when we let ourselves feel. | |
One head so many voices. | |
Maybe I'll spend my whole life licking wounds. | |
My tongue feels likes it's got two jobs | |
to twist and say shit I don't need to. | |
And to come between my stomach and my head, | |
separate, which one of you do I listen to? | |
Parts of me miss pieces of you. | |
Oh all these voices in my head. |
All these voices in my head. | |
I' ll never know just what I' ll feel, | |
let alone what will be said. | |
We all forget the things we say | |
but we never forget how we felt | |
when we let ourselves feel. | |
One head so many voices. | |
Maybe I' ll spend my whole life licking wounds. | |
My tongue feels likes it' s got two jobs | |
to twist and say shit I don' t need to. | |
And to come between my stomach and my head, | |
separate, which one of you do I listen to? | |
Parts of me miss pieces of you. | |
Oh all these voices in my head. |
All these voices in my head. | |
I' ll never know just what I' ll feel, | |
let alone what will be said. | |
We all forget the things we say | |
but we never forget how we felt | |
when we let ourselves feel. | |
One head so many voices. | |
Maybe I' ll spend my whole life licking wounds. | |
My tongue feels likes it' s got two jobs | |
to twist and say shit I don' t need to. | |
And to come between my stomach and my head, | |
separate, which one of you do I listen to? | |
Parts of me miss pieces of you. | |
Oh all these voices in my head. |