Senses Fail - Garden State
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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The Garden State,
And from the looks, all pitiful and gray.
As I awake to the garbage marked today,
I hope they take all of my old mistakes,
'Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own.
My eye it spins
When I look at the mirror and spit at
The man I see, with anchors for his eyes.
I build my castles up at the sky
So when it rains, they melt away with shame.
Here I am,
Looking down at
The bottom of the glasses.
It's all my fault that,
I need a sign,
Like shooting stars,
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars.
All of my fears
Are getting checked by the medicine I take.
All other guys just gather rumors of decent.
There will be a riot in my heart still.
It wants to be beneath the open sky.
Here I am,
Looking down at
The bottom of the glasses.
It's all my fault that,
I need a sign,
Like shooting stars,
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars.
My regrets are what keep me still alive.
I need to make up for all the lies.
My regrets are what keep me still alive.
I need to make up for all the lies.
Here I am,
Looking down at
The bottom of the glasses.
It's all my fault that,
I need a sign,
Like shooting stars,
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars.
Here I am,
Looking down at
The bottom of the glasses.
It's all my fault that,
I need a sign,
Like shooting stars,
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars.
