Sell My Soul
How do you feel?
How do you hate?
How do you wake up
With the smile that's on your face?
Out on the moon
If I was an astronaut
Could I get back to you?
I'm out of my head
I'm out of excuses so I'm
Staring at the bed
It's you, it's you
I hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I'd sell my soul)
And you don't know
How I feel
Losing my heart
Losing my pride
I'd burn our initials in the sun
If it would shine
I need a fresh start
I was in heaven
Until this world fell apart
Out on the run
Out on this empty space
Since all of this begun
I tried, I tried
I hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I'd sell my soul)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
And nothing seems to heal
And nothing seems to work
And nothing is as beautiful
I'm old enough
To take all the blame
For all the mistakes
All the games and all the faces
I'm bleeding by myself
And I'm okay
Hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I'd sell my soul)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
How do you hate?
How do you wake up
With the smile that's on your face?
Out on the moon
If I was an astronaut
Could I get back to you?
I'm out of my head
I'm out of excuses so I'm
Staring at the bed
It's you, it's you
I hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I'd sell my soul)
And you don't know
How I feel
Losing my heart
Losing my pride
I'd burn our initials in the sun
If it would shine
I need a fresh start
I was in heaven
Until this world fell apart
Out on the run
Out on this empty space
Since all of this begun
I tried, I tried
I hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I'd sell my soul)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
And nothing seems to heal
And nothing seems to work
And nothing is as beautiful
I'm old enough
To take all the blame
For all the mistakes
All the games and all the faces
I'm bleeding by myself
And I'm okay
Hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I'd sell my soul)
And you don't know
How I feel
Hold on, I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
I hold on
(I can't let go)
And you don't know
How I feel
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Maida, Duncan Coutts, Jeremy Taggart
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
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- Spiritual Machines (Acoustic Live)
- Spiritual Machines (Acoustic Live) - EP
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