Текст песни THOUSAND CRANES - Austin Friel

You said that you were gonna go on a trip
You were gonna leave
And-and I thought that you were gonna do something bad
I had a panic attack that night
Like, I couldn't breathe
Tears filling my lungs
I didn't think I'd function without you
I can't function without you

But anyways, you're fine now and so am I
It's been awhile since I wanted die
I count the days, count the weeks
It's been awhile since I counted sheep
Get a job, get paid
Get mad and repeat
It doesn't matter how it feel inside
All that matters is what you see
You're blind, and I'm deaf
Match made in heaven
Match made in purgatory
What the hell's a perfect story?
Match made in purgatory
What the hell's a perfect story?
Match made in purgatory
Match made in purgatory