Day 5
He felt the same way back
Saw a new reminder then the pain came back
He tries to keep his posture but the days they stack
In the fucking past
The quickly passing present seems to futuristic in a sense
The innocence got sent away like subtle scents
Who predicted it would come to this?
Was stupid wishing, even hoping but the truth was hidden
Yet it was right there in front of him
It's truly shitty, makes no fucking sense
It's hard, see, the memories forever stuck in him
It must have been right, right? Would be a fool to risk it
The comfort of today would've made the future hit him hard
Would be beaten repeatedly by the feeling of regret
'Till he's blue and thinking stop
He perceived it as treatable but he knew it in his heart
He better stop and he better do it quickly
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
Please just
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
You can weep, can regret, but the present's a bitch
Doesn't matter if you pray or if you're wishing for shit
Change doesn't come to the past, it's just where it lives
No matter what, it is what it is
He don't wish for the outcome to be different
He wish to be himself yet there's still doubting in the distance
The indecisiveness and pain around a decision, followed by
The feeling of throwing away what you calling szívem, now listen
It's a bittersweet mixture
Being broken and learning to find the tools to fix it
Heavy lies the head
But the head saw better times and corrected the spine
Now it cracked, so he's back, stuck reflecting inside
There is it again that funny feeling
Unleashing the evil ones
Now it seems, they running freely
As he's speaking to them, seeking for the key to lock them in
The eager to seize it, rising with his gaze upon the fucking ceiling
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
Please
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
Saw a new reminder then the pain came back
He tries to keep his posture but the days they stack
In the fucking past
The quickly passing present seems to futuristic in a sense
The innocence got sent away like subtle scents
Who predicted it would come to this?
Was stupid wishing, even hoping but the truth was hidden
Yet it was right there in front of him
It's truly shitty, makes no fucking sense
It's hard, see, the memories forever stuck in him
It must have been right, right? Would be a fool to risk it
The comfort of today would've made the future hit him hard
Would be beaten repeatedly by the feeling of regret
'Till he's blue and thinking stop
He perceived it as treatable but he knew it in his heart
He better stop and he better do it quickly
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
Please just
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
You can weep, can regret, but the present's a bitch
Doesn't matter if you pray or if you're wishing for shit
Change doesn't come to the past, it's just where it lives
No matter what, it is what it is
He don't wish for the outcome to be different
He wish to be himself yet there's still doubting in the distance
The indecisiveness and pain around a decision, followed by
The feeling of throwing away what you calling szívem, now listen
It's a bittersweet mixture
Being broken and learning to find the tools to fix it
Heavy lies the head
But the head saw better times and corrected the spine
Now it cracked, so he's back, stuck reflecting inside
There is it again that funny feeling
Unleashing the evil ones
Now it seems, they running freely
As he's speaking to them, seeking for the key to lock them in
The eager to seize it, rising with his gaze upon the fucking ceiling
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
Please
Save me
I can't help it myself I'm
Breaking
Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Karlman
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