Wombats (The)

Same Old Damage
I think I've been up for days Tryna make a band look straight You've got the fingers and I've got the buttons to press Locked in your breastplate On a hill that gets no rain You've got the tape and I've got the script in my bag I've got one too many thoughts I've got one too many thoughts And all I feel is the same old damage You're hard to leave behind It's tough to tell this to my family To make the darkness light You know it's not quite my vibe To give parts of advice Perhaps it'd be alright if we slept together HappinŠµss is just a murmur in the springtime I've got one too many thoughts I've got one too many thoughts And all I feel is the same old damage You're hard to leave behind It's tough to tell this to my family Letras de cancionesTo make the darkness light And I'm caught for the words My sensations, they blur In your breast plate, I toss and turn I should stay in the morning I should stay in the morning Maybe they thought of you Through the same old damage From Letras Mania