streets
It scares me
Cause I've been thinking 'bout death
More than a life now
So I always kinda try to live my life right
And then I sometimes end up
Hurting people somehow
But that's alright, and nevermind
They hurt me twice bad
"Don't bleed on people who don't cause it"
Said my mum once
And that was smart
But still the blood is running out now
Romanticising all the pain
Is no more fun, why?
Oh, why?
These streets are not the limit
These lights are not the vision
So when I'm barely sleeping
If you're still there – forgive me
Let's open all the windows
Let's meet under the ceiling
I'm here to tell you something
But I'm still scared of feelings
It moves me
When you keep looking at me
With these blue eyes
Like you wanna guess that past you were
Not even part of
And I could tell you all the secrets
Give you passwords
But is it truly how you'd like
To make a start on
This sort love, it's sort of wrong
Like different timezones
But let the journey make you wiser
Make you proud of
Whatever will be, won't be
May we give it our bones
Our bones
These words are not the winning
These hands are not the meaning
Eviva l'arte singing
And panta rhei believing
Let's give our voice to distance
Let's save our lips from leaving
I've meant to say that something
But here's the song – just hear it
Cause I've been thinking 'bout death
More than a life now
So I always kinda try to live my life right
And then I sometimes end up
Hurting people somehow
But that's alright, and nevermind
They hurt me twice bad
"Don't bleed on people who don't cause it"
Said my mum once
And that was smart
But still the blood is running out now
Romanticising all the pain
Is no more fun, why?
Oh, why?
These streets are not the limit
These lights are not the vision
So when I'm barely sleeping
If you're still there – forgive me
Let's open all the windows
Let's meet under the ceiling
I'm here to tell you something
But I'm still scared of feelings
It moves me
When you keep looking at me
With these blue eyes
Like you wanna guess that past you were
Not even part of
And I could tell you all the secrets
Give you passwords
But is it truly how you'd like
To make a start on
This sort love, it's sort of wrong
Like different timezones
But let the journey make you wiser
Make you proud of
Whatever will be, won't be
May we give it our bones
Our bones
These words are not the winning
These hands are not the meaning
Eviva l'arte singing
And panta rhei believing
Let's give our voice to distance
Let's save our lips from leaving
I've meant to say that something
But here's the song – just hear it
Credits
Writer(s): Marika Patrycja Tkacz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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