Wreck
The deepest ocean blue
Is turning black I tell ya
The brightest yellow too
Nothing I can say and if there was
He would listen anyway
The sound I can't recall
The song I can't remember
is haunting all the halls
And I end up the bad guy
So at the end of the day I walk away
Cause breathin isn't helping
and the flat is getting cold
When you're the wrecking ball who wrecks it all
you choose to put it all on hold
Retreat into my mind
Bet it won't feel lonely in time
Having the Midas touch
Used to feel like a blessing
But he wanted too much
Trying to identify this ball and chain
I guess it's just a game
Cause breathin isn't helping
and the flat is getting cold
When you're the wrecking ball who wrecks it all
you choose to put it all on hold
Retreat into my mind
Bet it won't feel lonely in time
First in line to leave it all behind
And fly away across the Atlantic
No breaking hearts or playing with the stars
Just trying to avoid the panic
Cause breathin isn't helping
and the flat is getting cold
When you're the wrecking ball
who wrecks it all
you choose to put it all on hold
Retreat into my mind
Bet it won't feel lonely in time
Is turning black I tell ya
The brightest yellow too
Nothing I can say and if there was
He would listen anyway
The sound I can't recall
The song I can't remember
is haunting all the halls
And I end up the bad guy
So at the end of the day I walk away
Cause breathin isn't helping
and the flat is getting cold
When you're the wrecking ball who wrecks it all
you choose to put it all on hold
Retreat into my mind
Bet it won't feel lonely in time
Having the Midas touch
Used to feel like a blessing
But he wanted too much
Trying to identify this ball and chain
I guess it's just a game
Cause breathin isn't helping
and the flat is getting cold
When you're the wrecking ball who wrecks it all
you choose to put it all on hold
Retreat into my mind
Bet it won't feel lonely in time
First in line to leave it all behind
And fly away across the Atlantic
No breaking hearts or playing with the stars
Just trying to avoid the panic
Cause breathin isn't helping
and the flat is getting cold
When you're the wrecking ball
who wrecks it all
you choose to put it all on hold
Retreat into my mind
Bet it won't feel lonely in time
Credits
Writer(s): Odessa Wieland
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