In Hopes That You Forget
Oh my God
I can't be doing this again
Already know how this will end
No, it's not just that I don't fit in
It's every time I feel alone and there's no coming out of it
I don't know what I believe in and some days I feel like I should quit
If nothing matters in the end, why should I waste my time on it
My mouth likes to move faster than my brain
It's always a race to say what I'm never really meaning to say
An easy target with a thin skin, a light switch in my head
Flips on and off replaying situations I hope that you forget
You want to see me free
Then come and save me
Because I'm tired of waiting
On something I cannot see
I don't know what I believe in and some days I feel like I should quit
If nothing matters in the end, why should I waste my time on it
I never used to be like this
Colors drained from the world I'm in
Why am I expected to fit in
Out of place in the room again
My twisted tongue without a purpose
Sometimes it's best to just stay quiet
Try to keep my foot out of my mouth
Try to keep regret from spilling out
From spilling out
I don't know what I believe in and some days I feel like I should quit
If nothing matters in the end, why should I waste my time on it
I never used to be like this
Colors drained from the world I'm in
Why am I expected to fit in
Out of place in the room again
I can't be doing this again
Already know how this will end
No, it's not just that I don't fit in
It's every time I feel alone and there's no coming out of it
I don't know what I believe in and some days I feel like I should quit
If nothing matters in the end, why should I waste my time on it
My mouth likes to move faster than my brain
It's always a race to say what I'm never really meaning to say
An easy target with a thin skin, a light switch in my head
Flips on and off replaying situations I hope that you forget
You want to see me free
Then come and save me
Because I'm tired of waiting
On something I cannot see
I don't know what I believe in and some days I feel like I should quit
If nothing matters in the end, why should I waste my time on it
I never used to be like this
Colors drained from the world I'm in
Why am I expected to fit in
Out of place in the room again
My twisted tongue without a purpose
Sometimes it's best to just stay quiet
Try to keep my foot out of my mouth
Try to keep regret from spilling out
From spilling out
I don't know what I believe in and some days I feel like I should quit
If nothing matters in the end, why should I waste my time on it
I never used to be like this
Colors drained from the world I'm in
Why am I expected to fit in
Out of place in the room again
Credits
Writer(s): Marco Pisterzi
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