paroles de chanson Masquerading - Cults

Could we wander the city?
Let the days slip away

All this space
It just feels on loan
I've lost all perspective

Steering through, but my grip is loose
I swear
You can feel it
No direction to get me through
I know you will feel it

It's getting to me
I try so hard to deliver
Now, I can't count my mistakes
And my back's been breaking

Bet it all looks so pretty far away
In a blaze
Hesitation all on your own
I know you can feel it
I can't wash it away
There's no winner

It's getting to me
I try so hard to deliver
Now, I can't count my mistakes
And my back's been breaking

It's getting to me
I tried and failed to deliver
Now, I can't count my mistakes
I've been masquerading