Testo Writing On The Walls - Underoath
Testo della canzone Writing On The Walls (Underoath), tratta dall'album Define The Great Line
Maybe we, why don't we
Sit right here for half an hour?
We'll speak of what a waste I am
And how we missed your beat again
I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in
And I'm short on time
How come you try (that brings us home)
To fit the shape of (and I pray for)
What they tell you? (You to move on, move on)
But mostly what they show you
(At this rate, we can't keep up)
I'm taking back all the things I've said
I'm taking back all the things I've said
(But I sure can't just sit still)
Keep me filled in, and I swear I'll come
We walk alone, we walk alone
We walk alone, we walk alone
We walk alone, we walk alone
Back home, alone, back home
You're almost gone and I'm okay
(I still see your shadow)
To give you time to be afraid
(But never your face)
(I still, I remember your presence)
I hope to God you come down
I hope to God you feel this now
I hope to God you come down
I hope to God
I know there must be some way out of here
And all of them will be waiting there
Credits
Writer(s): James Smith, Aaron Gillespie, Christopher Dudley, William Spencer Chamberlain, Grant Brandell, Timothy Mctague
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