2’s + 3’s

I sat, and stared at the sky
I knew I'd find myself there again
I wonder how else, to cope with the air...

The air that brings me, this luck
I'm unlucky, that's just me
Seems what used to be has changed

And I feel it comin' again
I feel it comin' with the wind
I feel it comin' again
I feel it breakin' with the waves...

And I know, I won't feel it again if I just played along
Stupid games are for stupid people
And they end just like a song

A song with no beginning
A song that has no meaning
Just like this one, just like this one

I sat, and stared at the sky
I knew I'd find myself there again
I wonder how else, to cope with the air

And I feel it comin' again
I feel it comin' with the wind
I feel it comin' again
I feel it breakin' with the waves

And I know, I won't feel it again
If I just played along
Stupid games are for stupid people
And they end just like a song

A song with no beginning
A song that has no meaning
Just like this one, just like this one...



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Everett Gilbert, Stephen Lee Klein, Cyrus William Bolooki, Jordan I Pundik, Ian R Grushka
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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