歌词
I’ll paint a picture and it’s gonna be free
Of all this blood and tyranny
Thinking that I had a chance to do something big
But I don’t remember what it happened to
Be my baby please I would grovel at your feet
If you only knew the things that I’ve been thinking
I loved the tone of your voice, when ya told me to
Show you what I’m worth
I’ve opened up a bit too much
Feel exposed and emptied out
Suffering a shortage of what one might describe
As gas in the engine, cause I’m falling behind
All these faces is a man who really can’t hide
From a burning sense of urgency
To let the facade die
I loved the tone of your voice, when ya told me to
Show you what I’m worth
I’ve opened up a bit too much
Feel exposed and emptied out
Written by: Caleb Adams, Wesley Cook
