歌詞
Traffic looks like Christmas lights from afar
Perfect storms lead to broken homes in the cars
Heavy days in LA through heavy haze falls apart
I’ll take fiction, not another war
I keep wishing, look out the window, I’m into it but cynical A lot of us are fucking miserable
Always put a pin in it, end before it finishes
Sky through the clouds can we cut through all the shit again
I get the feeling that it's all so temporary
I get the feeling that you care
Yea like the days we try to take from February
Don’t wanna go and disappear
Life can go from low to low
God can make you overflow, there’s no doubt about it
Wide awake but all alone, try to stay, but cynical
The miracle, got the feel like no feeling that you know
Every time you open the heavy door, it ain’t no miracle, ain’t no miracle
Life can go from low to low
God can make you overflow, there’s no doubt about it
Wide awake but all alone, try to stay, but cynical
The miracle, got the feel like no feeling that you know
Every time you open the heavy door, it ain’t no miracle, ain’t no miracle
Written by: Eric Zeiler, Jon Sandler
