It will never go away
Numb
To what I know
To how I feel
I don't know
Lost
Without a cause
Drowning in causes
Alone
How should I feel when you get near
The fire and ask
Well how was your day
I write the words
They never work
So I sing
Muted with a microphone in hand
Lots of words but no paragraph
Wake me up when it's gone and passed
If it'll ever go away
Feeling like a dirty photograph
But I never wanted it to last
Mark my words it'll come and pass
But will it ever go away
Drunk
Off the applause
Off all the voices
Did we do right
Pause
Our lives on pause
Forced to step back
And see
How should I feel when you get near
The fire and ask
Well how was your day
I write the words
They never work
So I sing
Muted with a microphone in hand
Lots of words but no paragraph
Wake me up when it's gone and passed
If it'll ever go away
Feeling like a dirty photograph
But I never wanted it to last
Mark my words it'll come and pass
But will it ever go away
Muted with a microphone in hand
Lots of words but no paragraph
Wake me up when it's gone and passed
If it'll ever go away
Feeling like a dirty photograph
But I never wanted it to last
Mark my words it'll come and pass
But will it ever go away
It will never go away
To what I know
To how I feel
I don't know
Lost
Without a cause
Drowning in causes
Alone
How should I feel when you get near
The fire and ask
Well how was your day
I write the words
They never work
So I sing
Muted with a microphone in hand
Lots of words but no paragraph
Wake me up when it's gone and passed
If it'll ever go away
Feeling like a dirty photograph
But I never wanted it to last
Mark my words it'll come and pass
But will it ever go away
Drunk
Off the applause
Off all the voices
Did we do right
Pause
Our lives on pause
Forced to step back
And see
How should I feel when you get near
The fire and ask
Well how was your day
I write the words
They never work
So I sing
Muted with a microphone in hand
Lots of words but no paragraph
Wake me up when it's gone and passed
If it'll ever go away
Feeling like a dirty photograph
But I never wanted it to last
Mark my words it'll come and pass
But will it ever go away
Muted with a microphone in hand
Lots of words but no paragraph
Wake me up when it's gone and passed
If it'll ever go away
Feeling like a dirty photograph
But I never wanted it to last
Mark my words it'll come and pass
But will it ever go away
It will never go away
Credits
Writer(s): Tara Raessi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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