Heart Shaped Void (feat. Dyluded)
I can feel the grudge you hold against me
Then you wonder why we never speak
I've moved on
I've moved on
We're not gonna miss out on much
Over the last year
We've both lost touch
The blood on my hands are gone
When I moved on
They don't get what I'm doing
'Cause they can't see what I see
Late nights in front of my computer
Writing and listening
As the vision gets clearer
More and more are joining in
I'll see you at the finish line
Where we'll be patiently waiting
I can feel the grudge you hold against me
Then you wonder why we never speak
I've moved on
I've moved on
We're not gonna miss out on much
Over the last year
We've both lost touch
The blood on my hands are gone
When I moved on
Spent so many days in my room
Contemplating all the things I should do
Hoping that some day I'll find
A sort of bigger purpose or some peace of mind (but I)
Feel it's all a waste of time
You're gonna hear me bitch and whine
And I know you're not my therapist
But I hope you'll find something I missed
I can feel the grudge you hold against me
Then you wonder why we never speak
I've moved on
I've moved on
We're not gonna miss out on much
Over the last year
We've both lost touch
The blood on my hands are gone
When I moved on
Then you wonder why we never speak
I've moved on
I've moved on
We're not gonna miss out on much
Over the last year
We've both lost touch
The blood on my hands are gone
When I moved on
They don't get what I'm doing
'Cause they can't see what I see
Late nights in front of my computer
Writing and listening
As the vision gets clearer
More and more are joining in
I'll see you at the finish line
Where we'll be patiently waiting
I can feel the grudge you hold against me
Then you wonder why we never speak
I've moved on
I've moved on
We're not gonna miss out on much
Over the last year
We've both lost touch
The blood on my hands are gone
When I moved on
Spent so many days in my room
Contemplating all the things I should do
Hoping that some day I'll find
A sort of bigger purpose or some peace of mind (but I)
Feel it's all a waste of time
You're gonna hear me bitch and whine
And I know you're not my therapist
But I hope you'll find something I missed
I can feel the grudge you hold against me
Then you wonder why we never speak
I've moved on
I've moved on
We're not gonna miss out on much
Over the last year
We've both lost touch
The blood on my hands are gone
When I moved on
Credits
Writer(s): Altus Mouton, Dylan Souter
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