(Intro)
(Instrumental building-up)
(Verse 1)
Why does everything feel so fake?
We talk about the shot we should've taken
While in the end all we did was break our hearts
Thinking about all our missing parts
(Verse 2)
The first to lose but the only one to last
Then accuse the sudden blast
For what?
The rights I found in the wrongs?
Tracing cracks on the bedroom walls
Of an emptiness who stays unknown
Tell me where the time has gone
(Verse 3)
The pain had grown without water
In a desert and I still wonder why
Only the bad side of the flower
Had showed as the thunder cries alone
I'm home with a hollow that fills a hole in my chest
Dreaming of the day that I'll be whole instead
(Chorus)
Do I even wanna get older
When it's getting colder and harder to see
I'll show this Life all the misery in me
In her waves, I could drown in the sea
A ring of salt all over me
To burn the wounds and wash the memory
Could it be the remedy?
(Bridge)
I'm digging for water just to find more sand
I’m a ghost in the palm of my own dirty hand
What if I’m a puzzle with a missing piece
Then give me the waves, just give me release
Because I’m tired of the almost, tired of the fake
Just give me a heart that doesn’t have to ache
(Chorus)
Do I even wanna get older
When it's getting colder and harder to see
I'll show this Life all the misery in me
In her waves, I could drown in the sea
A ring of salt all over me
To burn the wounds and wash the memory
Could it be the remedy?
(Outro)
Still tracing cracks...
Still missing parts...
Just a ring of salt
Where I thought I’d find a heart.
(Instrumental fading)
Why does everything feel so fake?
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