Lyrics

You always use to freeze the things I loved the most I never understood it was a symptom of loss I wonder if your father did the same to you And the bread inside your freezer had a little more chew as well But now I always seem to freeze the things I love the most They'll last a little longer when they're covered in frost The muffins on the counter always get gobbled up And they go stale They become stale They go stale They grow stale Freeze the things you love the most Never understood it was symptom of loss I wonder if your father loved you as much as I know you do As much as I know you do And it represents the fear and pain and money you've lost And a knowledge that you're never going back to the start You tucked away the treats you like the keep for yourself But they grow stale They grow stale They grow stale They grow stale Freeze the things you love the most Never understood it was symptom of loss I wonder if your father loved you as much as I know you do As much as I know you Freeze the things you love the most Never understood it was symptom of loss I wonder if your father loved you as much as I know you do As much as I know you do They grow stale They grow stale They grow stale They grow stale
Writer(s): Luca Costantini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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