Attic Songtext
von Brittany Moore

There′s a room in my mind
Where I don't ever go
Except a couple times a year
To dig around for ghosts
It′s filled with cardboard boxes
Covered tight with tape
As if puttin' them aside
Would make 'em go away

Don′t know how they got there
But they ain′t going nowhere

Cleaning it out
Should be easy to do
Why am I hanging on
To the things that I don't use?
Versions of me
I don′t wanna face
Gathering dust in the corners of my brain
Ain't ready to unpack it
So I leave it in the attic


It ain′t Phillips VCR
Or Christmas decorations
It's a no time to heal
Heart that keeps on breaking
It′s a shoebox full of faces
I don't talk to anymore
It's holdin′ on the clothes too small
Lord knows what for

Cleaning it out
Should be easy to do
Why am I hanging on
To the things that I don′t use?
Versions of me
I don't wanna face
Gathering dust in the corners of my brain
Ain′t ready to unpack it
So I leave it in the attic

They stay up there
By the pull down stairs
But they follow me around
Yeah, out of sight is out of mind
'Til it all comes crashing
Down


Cleaning it out
Should be easy to do
Why am I hanging on
To the things that I don′t use
Versions of me
I don't wanna face
Gathering dust in the corners of my brain

Ain′t ready to unpack it
So I leave it in the attic
No, I ain't ready to unpack it
So I leave it in the attic