Alone

A Beacon School

Compositor: Não Disponível

Start to make it out
Shyly turning luck
Hold my breath and bite my tongue
Don’t look that way too much

It wouldn’t be the first time
The ground you’re on has fallen away

I'm losing count of all the days I’ve wasted
Oh all I want’s to feel like something’s taking

Thread pulled out
Honest mistake
Blue pieces scattered in your wake

You lost track of where you are
Look up, it’s all gone wrong

Lying awake
Tell me how much more I need to wait

Forget about the last time
The hold you know will fall away

I'm losing count of all the days I’ve wasted
Oh all at once I feel like somеthing’s taking