Connected (Radio Edit)

Try my best
If only I knew more than ten percent
What I miss
Is times before a time we thought
At best
You don't know the truth in me
You'll see
Feel a heavy, shaky, thunder
In the dirty ground
This is what it's come to now
Violent kicks and dirty sounds

And
You can tell from the sleep
In the slumber
This life's going under
And we're here to stay
You're cutting up thick like
This is a prequel
From some kind of sequel
Which no one can rate

It's a simple thought and
No one cares to talk about it
Finding the light inside the dark is hard
I'll have to admit
And don't apologize for nothing
If you know you never could quit

Feel a heavy, shaky, thunder
In the dirty ground
This is what it's come to now
Oh god I'm trapped
I can't get out

You can tell from the sleep
In the slumber
This life's going under
And we're here to stay
You're cutting up thick like
This is a prequel
From some kind of sequel
Which no one can rate

And you can tell from the sleep
In the slumber
This life's going under
And we're here to stay
Your wiser thought
Is a trap to the deep end
The ones that you defend
That they take away

Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh

You're never gonna really find a way
To get it done and be over
You find the life you live very strange
It makes sense when you're sober
You can't see the man you thought you made
You got a demon on your shoulder
You got a demon on your shoulder

You can tell from the sleep
In the slumber
This life's going under
And we're here to stay
You're cutting up thick like
This is a prequel
From some kind of sequel
Which no one can rate

And you can tell from the sleep
In the slumber
This life's going under
And we're here to stay
Your wiser thought
Is a trap to the deep end
The ones that you defend
That they take away
That they take away
That they take away



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Crown
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