Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano joins with modest female Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano joins with modest female vocals, counting out the events of life with a sense of tragedy and pain, fringed with hope. Pop balladry with a sense of anticipation, as electronica instrumentation lands. A female pop star or character laying out a tragic bittersweet life. Longing for freedom.歌词
I thought I’d share a story, Wonder it causes any worries Got used to saying empty sorries like it’s a phase can’t seem to see the back of my ways Stumble into flurries, Feeling like the very next’ll burn me Talking to myself a little sternly till it’s a graze .. swear I’m moving, at the bestest, sideways
Look at all, look at all of this How could I ever call it quits But I am so up to my whits end
This is the demise of me That everyone’s waiting to see Been skimming a surface to sink again Oh what good is reaching a brink that ends Now everyone got their plan b Sure I got some security But what I would give to be free again Just like we were kids at a school event
I love you and you know I’m never leaving The more this goes on I’m over-achieving I wonder how you’re finding me appealing all of these days, Wish I could keep these heavy demons at bay Cant ruin myself properly Don’t know what I was thinking I forgot me You whispering inside my mind stops me till I’m Okay Yet all this shit is hanging over my stay here
Look at all look at all we got I’m Picking apart all I have not I’m on my third bottle on the trot here
This is the demise of me That everyone’s waiting to see Been skimming a surface to sink again Oh what good is reaching a brink that ends Now everyone got their plan b Sure I got some security But what I would give to be free again Just like we were kids at a school event
La, la, la, la La, la, la, la La, la, la, la
This is the demise of me That everyone’s waiting to see Been skimming a surface to sink again Oh what good is reaching a brink that ends Now everyone got their plan b Sure I got some security But what I would give to be free again Just like we were kids at a school event
Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano has a modest starry Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano has a modest starry character. Pop balladry vibe with a sense of anticipation, as electronica instrumentation lands. High-pitched vocals cycles through big closing song lyrics. Spacey energy. Alternate version.
Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano sets out a vibe of light Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano sets out a vibe of light tragedy. Pop balladry with a sense of anticipation, as electronica instrumentation lands. A female pop star or character laying out a tragic bittersweet life. Longing for freedom. Instrumental version.
Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano sets out a vibe of light Tragic, ballad, climactic. Modern piano sets out a vibe of light tragedy. Pop balladry with a sense of anticipation, as electronica instrumentation lands. Big glitchy drumbeat trudging along. Longing for freedom. Stripped back underscore version.
