Lyrics

All my feelings feel way too much for me now I'm breaking But I ain't got time for that right now so I keep bailing Out on deals I make with myself when I fall asleep Cause these days I don't have a dream How will I ever grow With this hand full of seeds I'm fed up It's me I deceive I'm trynna let it go I keep haunting my dreams I'm fed up I can't fall a sleep Can't fall asleep Hold up I'm picking up the pieces No luck I been runnin' on my knees Ain't nobody told me How hard it is to hug your enemies I'm getting there slowly Got a vendetta with who I used to be My emotions plan an ambush on me But I see them coming An army suited up for war But they shoot for nothing I keep tellin' on myself I'm my own worst enemy These days I trick myself to sleep How will I ever grow With this hand full of seeds Now will I ever know How to find what I seek I'm trynna let it go I Keep haunting my dreams I'm fed up I can't fall a sleep Can't fall asleep Hold up I'm picking up the pieces No luck I been runnin' on my knees Ain't nobody told me How hard it is to hug your enemies I'm getting there slowly Got a vendetta with who I used to be Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind Sick of all Of the wicked thoughts That keep on picking on My mind
Writer(s): Jonathan Nielsen, Mads Bo Iversen, Gisli Gislason, August Moeller Fogh, Troels Moeller Nielsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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