Early November (The)

Fame
Fame is crippling art It's  cold, I said it I'll  lay in bed and regret it A hate that is tearing me apart Feel you gripping my lungs Feel  it ripping a hole in my chest Faith  is a balancing card Up against the wind Balance  time and we just want to relive A way back to the start I feel you lift me up again And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with Clearing  the history of all that I was And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong Yeah, we have a history of coming undone I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong Faith is a balancing card Up against the wind Balance time and we just want to relive A way back to the start Letras de cancionesI feel you lift me up again And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with Clearing the history of all that I was And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong Yeah, we have a history of coming undone I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong Now we have a history of We have a history of We have a history of We have a history of coming undone From Letras Mania