Move

Some days
I stay
Home inside my bed
I can't move
I'm stuck there
Wishing I was laying beside you instead
But, I'm here lost in my own head

When you move, it still makes me believe
It erases those things that are wrong with me
You consume all my thoughts
And I don't want it to stop
It takes a hold of the best of me
You get just what you see
You get just what you see

Most nights
I'm by myself
Wide awake on the floor
It's not quite
How I thought my life would go
But, here we are
I know you've seen this before
But, you still won't walk out the door

When you move, it still makes me believe
It erases those things that are wrong with me
You consume all my thoughts
And I don't want it to stop
It takes a hold of the best of me
You get just what you see, yeah, yeah
You get just what you see, yeah, yeah
Oh!

When you lose yourself, you're never to blame
I'm finding it hard to trust who I am again and again
Again and again
Desperate for answers, the world crashes down
I don't question, why you're still around

When you move, it still makes me believe
It erases those things that are wrong with me
You consume all my thoughts
And I don't want it to stop
It takes a hold of the best of me
You get just what you see, yeah, yeah
You get just what you see, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Rogerio Manganelli, Chistopher Demakes, Peter Wasilewski, Matthew Yonker, Louis Schaub
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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