paroles de chanson Sixteen Millimeter Shrine - False Serenity

I don't know, I'm feelin' somethin' with this one
I just don't know what

It seems so sinful living like a porcupine
I just keep dreaming of that time when you were mine
It seems so sinful for you to be so benign
I found myself worshiping a sixteen millimeter shrine
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel

It seems so sinful with you in my head now
Oh and I've been used, she took my heart. I bled out
I bled out but I still can't forget the memories
I was with you, trying hard to be a better me
Had a taste of love and it was not a friend to me
But that shit has me fucked up, it's an accessory
I've been thinkin' 'bout my death and I don't wanna' die alone
Would be nice to have a bitch who cares when I'm feeling low
Instead left with these hoes who break my heart like Styrofoam
So I said, "Fuck that!" I got up and bought some headphones
Been in love with the music, they would never understand
I needed it to save my life when I was without a plan
Now don't give a fuck, was just chillin' with the other man
I'm busy recording, don't give a fuck, no I don't care

It seems so sinful living like a porcupine
I found myself worshiping a sixteen millimeter shrine
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel

Thinkin' about when I was a kid, I write about it then write it again
Hoping that I will not forget the shit that I been through. Survived as a kid
But as a teen, I'm working hard 'til I get to my dreams
But everything is tryna' drown me loudly, help me! I am dying behind the scenes
You ever feel like you ruined your one life?
Look back at your old year books and you start to ugly cry?
Oh, look at me! I was so happy
There was nothing wrong in the world!
It was all clean! The only bad thing was a bad dream
But it was fiction, it was not real life
You would only be down a minute, then you would feel fine
When you were sad, you would play with your toys to kill time
But now when I'm sad, I look at life and I wanna' steal mine
I wanna' swim in those photo albums
I don't need to know the outcome
Look a fuckin' nine year old like "Boy, were you the man"
I'd rather get lost in who I was so I don't got to think about who I am

It seems so sinful living like a porcupine
I found myself worshiping a sixteen millimeter shrine
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel
It seems so sinful
It seems so sinful, Angel