XII (The Hanged Man)

I wonder if we turned back time
Would I be yours and you be mine
And if things changed
Would we stay the same
Day after day week by week
Writing music just to eat
And hate it all
But it's not your fault

It's me suffering
Never lasting love
Hoping to wake up
Dream impossibilities
This hole is getting tight
My feet are way too high

I don't know how to get by
Undetected, outta of sight
And if I fall and someone's around
Will they care to hear the sound

It's me suffering
Never lasting love
Hoping to wake up
Dream impossibilities
This hole is getting tight
My feet are way too high



Credits
Writer(s): David Goslin
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