paroles de chanson Bortle 7 Make Believe - Eric Dutton

Getting closer but we're not quite there yet
What are you scared of?
The thumps in your basement?
You fucking insane, bitch
Just look at the way you're talking to yourself
It's fucking aimless
Is that why you're vacant?
Too many boxes in your head you never unpacked from last move
That's true, so take sips, you weak link
You're fenced in and your paint drips
At your defeated feet, you fucked up
Now you're in a corner, get unstuck
Like, this a warning, some tough love
Fate's in your hands like a nun-chuck, it's such, ugh
I'm a product of my own division
No father figure to unload his wisdom
It's like the ocean winds are blowing this ship off its course
I am an X-Wing and to lift me will take a lot of force
I am the journey, the destination, the pot of gold
My thoughts are cold so I'm frigid if you got to know, on a roll

Waiting for the stars warm me up
Where'd they go, w-where'd they go?
Is this life just make believe?
Or am I on my own?
Oh no

Living in the shadow of a doubt
Don't know how to get out
And now I'm down for the count
Underneath of this ground
So much shit on my plate
Will not cooperate
All it takes, call it fate, whatever it takes to ball I may just get the
Short straw I Jrue, now I'm leaving like a holiday
Serial cheaters already on their way out like Grande, eh?
I need to fucking heal, any bets on how long it takes?
I'm ick-say with this Pig Latin, put your fucking hogs away
I'm closer to the light than before, yeah
A little worried 'bout the torch that I hold, yeah
I hope it burns till we're home, yeah
But this tunnel feels like it's tightening, oh shit
We 'bout to fix something that's been plaguing our minds
The stars are other suns, let us aim for the sky
Bare in mind that not all souls are lost
It's just a road less travelled when they're cold with awe, I'm just

Waiting for the stars warm me up
Where'd they go, w-where'd they go?
Is this life just make believe?
Or am I on my own?
Oh no