"Death By Admiration" lyrics
"Death By Admiration"
(feat. The Word Alive)
The problem with letting go
Is admitting to yourself that it's over
I couldn't let you in
What would happen then?
So then I hid a little more
Each day until my world grew colder
I couldn't let you in
What would happen then?
Afraid to be with me myself
And I sometimes
Get lost in the chaos of my mind
I don't want to lie to you
But it's all I do
And I'm so afraid of losing you
I tried to be everything
But everything just left me broken
How could you know me well?
I didn't know myself
Suffering
So many things, another life beneath the surface
How could you know me well?
I didn't know myself
Afraid to be with me myself
And I sometimes
Get lost in the chaos of my mind
I don't want to lie to you
But it's all I do
And I'm so afraid of losing you
Though every day there seems to be this pain
I'll find a way
Find a way
I will escape
And God I know that
You're here with me
You'll never leave
And I know that you're saving me
Afraid to be with me myself
And I sometimes
Get lost in the chaos of my mind
I don't want to lie to you
But it's all I do
And I'm so afraid of losing you
Afraid of losing you
Afraid of losing
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- Seventh Day Slumber Lyrics
album:
"Death By Admiration" (2022)
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