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writing
01:48
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I'm still writing songs but i don't know how to say them
so i wont sing for me, no i won't sing what i mean
writing songs that i don't see
singing words that i don't mean
like i was dead and gone and i was feeling weak
coz i write better songs when i don't try to speak
when i've got something to say, no i wont let me sing
coz i write better songs when they don't sound like me
Ive been better for a few times, hell i get sad
and exaggerate my head, when i put pen to pad
hell i get sad
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bricks
03:59
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In two short years, i threw away the things i held most dear to my heart
the christian god and my mother, i sit here now not knowing whether to shrug it off forever
or kill myself and end this hell
I see my friends and i smile, i smile back at them
but the truth is, as cliche as it seems i don't know a thing past my own skin
when you were there for me, i shrugged it off
i was there for everyone, i was there for everyone except myself
I am made of liars bricks built on top of false foundations
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