"It's Thursday, January 12th And This Is The Last Time I'll Talk About Drowning" lyrics
"It's Thursday, January 12th And This Is The Last Time I'll Talk About Drowning"
Phone in my pocket, what a wonderful day
Thinking of something that I should say
But I can't hold you responsible any more
I don't know what I'm thinking
I'm lost now in the thrill of it
But I'm not giving up 'til I am free
Because that's where I'm supposed to be
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my chest
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my head
Like I am sleeping
Like I am dreaming
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- Flatsound Lyrics
On the Porch of a Home Built in 1943
You Know How to Make a Boy Feel Warm
You Know How to Make a Man Feel Useless
Lillian
Consciousness
We'll Hope for a Good Day