Our Own Separate Lives Songtext
von Alex Nackman

Desire to be
And desire to touch
Desire to feel
Not all that much
I like that I′m numb
Some days in the crowd
You hold back my nerves
And you hold back the sound

We are just begging for our own separate lives
We are just begging to control our lies
And we will become reliant on the grip
For relations of love, will the shoe ever fit


We want to be happy
And we want a real place
We don't want to fade
With no light on the face
I met you at a bar
And something feels fake
I don′t mind your bed
Just not in this state

We are just begging for our own separate lives
We are just begging to control our lies
And we will become reliant on the grip
For relations of love, will the shoe ever fit

We are just begging for our own separate lives
We are just begging to control our lies
And we will become reliant on the grip
For relations of love, will the shoe ever fit

We are just begging for our own separate lives
We are just begging to control our lies
And we will become reliant on the grip
For relations of love, will the shoe ever fit