Undertow
Running around my head all day
Can't place my mind on something else
Something 'bout you
That makes me feel an unfamiliar way
Long ago I had my chance
Yet I never pulled the trigger
Laying in bed, regrets fill my head
Surrounded by cups of liquor
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
Around you I always put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
I'm mindlessly questioning
What I could have done differently
I contemplate
But none the wiser I become
And now
There's someone out there with a piece of the divine
And though I keep telling myself it's alright and I'm fine
When the moon shows its smile, I'm still wishing you were mine
God knows I should have acted before you flew me by
Long ago I had my chance
Yet I never pulled the trigger
Laying in bed, regrets fill my head
Surrounded by cups of liquor
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
When you were around I put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
The answer
To you
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
Around you I always put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
Around you I always put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
The answer
Can't place my mind on something else
Something 'bout you
That makes me feel an unfamiliar way
Long ago I had my chance
Yet I never pulled the trigger
Laying in bed, regrets fill my head
Surrounded by cups of liquor
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
Around you I always put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
I'm mindlessly questioning
What I could have done differently
I contemplate
But none the wiser I become
And now
There's someone out there with a piece of the divine
And though I keep telling myself it's alright and I'm fine
When the moon shows its smile, I'm still wishing you were mine
God knows I should have acted before you flew me by
Long ago I had my chance
Yet I never pulled the trigger
Laying in bed, regrets fill my head
Surrounded by cups of liquor
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
When you were around I put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
The answer
To you
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
Around you I always put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
Outside the window the trees grow old
Green fields have been filled with snow
Tomorrow's papers are already sold
Fuck, guess I've been too slow
Around you I always put on a show
And all that got me was undertow
While you bloomed I didn't even grow
It kills me that I'll never know
The answer
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Writer(s): Rasmus Möllmark
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