Song | Inchworm |
Artist | Old Man Luedecke |
Album | My Hands are on Fire and other Love Songs |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Inchworm | |
There’s a small incision made with deadliest precision | |
That lets a darkness seep into my heart | |
But I don’t need sureness or crave a faulty pureness | |
I only want a warning when it starts | |
I'm an inchworm walking, mesuring and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
When I mesure every step, I never ever guess | |
That every single step is all the same | |
And misery forgets, there was ever happiness | |
And happiness treats misery about the same | |
I'm an inchworm walking, reaching up and stopping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
And I took a road not taken, I was probably mistaken | |
I've had a lover's quarrel with world | |
And I'm not heroic, I cannot muster stoic | |
But in my life I want a leading part | |
I’m an inchworm walking, measuring and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
On every crowded highway, every silent byway | |
Every victory soaked in salty tears | |
If I stay a springtime green, it's through a thousand dirty falls | |
I weep to see the wonder of it all | |
I'm an inchworm walking, measuring and stopping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
I'm an inchworm walking, reaching up and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start |
Inchworm | |
There' s a small incision made with deadliest precision | |
That lets a darkness seep into my heart | |
But I don' t need sureness or crave a faulty pureness | |
I only want a warning when it starts | |
I' m an inchworm walking, mesuring and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
When I mesure every step, I never ever guess | |
That every single step is all the same | |
And misery forgets, there was ever happiness | |
And happiness treats misery about the same | |
I' m an inchworm walking, reaching up and stopping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
And I took a road not taken, I was probably mistaken | |
I' ve had a lover' s quarrel with world | |
And I' m not heroic, I cannot muster stoic | |
But in my life I want a leading part | |
I' m an inchworm walking, measuring and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
On every crowded highway, every silent byway | |
Every victory soaked in salty tears | |
If I stay a springtime green, it' s through a thousand dirty falls | |
I weep to see the wonder of it all | |
I' m an inchworm walking, measuring and stopping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
I' m an inchworm walking, reaching up and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start |
Inchworm | |
There' s a small incision made with deadliest precision | |
That lets a darkness seep into my heart | |
But I don' t need sureness or crave a faulty pureness | |
I only want a warning when it starts | |
I' m an inchworm walking, mesuring and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
When I mesure every step, I never ever guess | |
That every single step is all the same | |
And misery forgets, there was ever happiness | |
And happiness treats misery about the same | |
I' m an inchworm walking, reaching up and stopping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
And I took a road not taken, I was probably mistaken | |
I' ve had a lover' s quarrel with world | |
And I' m not heroic, I cannot muster stoic | |
But in my life I want a leading part | |
I' m an inchworm walking, measuring and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
On every crowded highway, every silent byway | |
Every victory soaked in salty tears | |
If I stay a springtime green, it' s through a thousand dirty falls | |
I weep to see the wonder of it all | |
I' m an inchworm walking, measuring and stopping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start | |
I' m an inchworm walking, reaching up and dropping | |
The journey seemed much simpler at the start |