paroles de chanson Packed My Bags In the Truck - juxpls

Selling me for broken parts
And tools you might never use
And sold out to a broken year
And after that, that is what I might fear

I couldn't go far, by what you said
Taking the pieces and like that and
You wanted to hold on by a thread

Figures in the spots you might land
Shining but so rusted in between
I got fooled by memories
Mirrors showing what they mean

And knowing you, you can't have, me
Packed up, am ready to leave
Scary but either don't grief
No more fairytales, but you gotta move on

Scary and little lies I hear upon
I had it and fucking left it there
And never got it, but I got time to spare

And it was never my fault
Where I left it off
And I packed my bags in the truck now
I didn't feel you out
Didn't feel the way
You didn't see the pain visually
Not from me, you know you can't see it
But you know I'm painfully dying