paroles de chanson Front Desk - Demo - googly eyes

I feel trapped in a life that I asked for
And I don't know how you get out
Of a hell that you built from the ground floor
Where Satan hangs out at the front desk
With versions of me I've abandoned
I hate how they look at me

I shake hands with the me that caused this
I can't even say it's her fault
At one point, it was all that she wanted
Looks at me pale faced and empty
Like she's just beggin', "Please help me"
She knows what I have to do now to breathe

And so I leave, I leave me behind
Run my back into my knife
Wipe her tear and kiss her cheek goodbye
'Cause maybe by the time we reunite
I'll have built a life she likes
Hopin' she'll forgive me
In a little while
For leavin' me behind

(It's the art of self-betrayal, the art of self-betrayal)
Leavin' me behind (the art of self-betrayal, the art-)
Leavin' me behind
(It's the art of self-betrayal, the art of self-betrayal)
(The art of self-betrayal, the art-)
Leavin' me behind

(And I replay stories) and lie through my-, through my teeth
(From when I was happy) I try to tell them l'm unhappy
(I remember to breathe) I give them smiles, n' spit up honey, 'til I
(One time this made me happy) feel stupid, they saw it comin', yeah

(Try to pretend) everybody, everybody
(I'm tryin' to be happy) everybody saw it comin', saw it-
(That l'm happy) everybody, everybody
(Lie through-) everybody saw- (it's also that I'm tryin')

(Try to pretend that) sent me runnin'
I should've sent me runnin'
(I'm happy) everyone saw it comin'
Even if it means I leave my love behind

And so I leave, I leave me behind
Run my back into my knife
Wipe her tear and kiss her cheek goodbye
'Cause maybe, by the time we reunite
I'll have built a life she likes
Hopin' she'll forgive me
In a little while
For leavin' me behind

(It's the art of self-betrayal, the art of self-betrayal)
Leavin' me behind
(The art of self-betrayal, the art-)
Leavin' me behind
(It's the art of self-betrayal, the art of self-betrayal)
(The art of self-betrayal, the art-)
Leavin' me behind

It's the art of self-betrayal, the art of self-betrayal
The art of self-betrayal, the art-
It's the art of self-betrayal, the art of self-betrayal
The art of self-betrayal, the art-