I’ll take this to bed with me, these thoughts that I cannot speak, cause these words I’ve been sayin’, I cannot feel; and this mess makes me lose sight of what’s real
When I’m lost in the game, nothing’s ever the same, always checking behind me, never knowing who will find me, never knowing who is real, never knowing who is fake, setting my trust in a stone that no one is willing to take
I just want something real, something I can say and feel, without losing hope or breaking my heart, while being happy for more than just the start, and if that’s too much to ask then I don’t have any questions, I have no more words and need no more suggestions.
Can you feel my love buzz?
