Sarah and the Sundays - So You're Mad About the Cups

Let Them Fall

The frightening truth is
That I don't know anything for sure
What's left of my youth
Makes me miss
Whatever we were
21 times
21 lives
It took me to realize
We'll pay for our crimes
Waddle your eyes
Maybe then I'll feel alive

Well don't you know
Take you where the wind blows
Looking out the window I can see it all
Trouble from the photo
Got me feeling so so
Leave them if they let go
Let them fall

Is this what you really wanted
Cause I can't say the same for myself
The prominent flames that we flaunted
Collecting dust on the shelf
17 years
All the same fears
They've never felt so insecure
Well tables can turn
But they'll never learn

Well don't you know
Take you where the wind blows
Looking out the window I can see it all
Trouble from the photo
Got me feeling so so
Leave them if they let go
Let them fall

Credits
Writer(s): Declan Donohue Chill, Liam Ryan Yorgensen, Quinn Lane, Miles Roy Mccarthy-reynolds, Brendan Whyburn
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