Yield Songtext
von Have No Clue
Yield Songtext
It seems like age-old wisdoms
Will never start to make sense
And clearly, you can see
That I′ve got nothing
In the palm of my hands
Please stop pretending you care
I'm far away from despair
Tomorrow I′ll be long gone
But will not be me all alone
Make beliefs are so hard to perceive
Now I just wanna leave
In my point of view
Moving on is never giving up
A thousand times we've lost
Our sinking feeling
Has lost its meaning
Losing all doubt
Though can't decide
What you have lost
Can′t leave behind
Live oaks and smell of smoke
Bleak scene yet unexposed
Pale light and trembling shadows
Saved my wits from the gallows
The more things change
The more I believe it′s true
That even love at first sight
Can be overdue
Tried too hard to
Tame my sorrow meanwhile
Forgot the task of the sober mind
And burned holes in a broken heart
The gap's wide open
And keeps growing
Two different mindsets
Everything we loved, we shared
Paved our way to
Our painful, tragic end
I′ve got bent, but I'm not broken
It seems those age-old wisdoms
Now do make frustrating sense
And now you can clearly see
That I′ve really got nothing
In the palm of my hands
Will never start to make sense
And clearly, you can see
That I′ve got nothing
In the palm of my hands
Please stop pretending you care
I'm far away from despair
Tomorrow I′ll be long gone
But will not be me all alone
Make beliefs are so hard to perceive
Now I just wanna leave
In my point of view
Moving on is never giving up
A thousand times we've lost
Our sinking feeling
Has lost its meaning
Losing all doubt
Though can't decide
What you have lost
Can′t leave behind
Live oaks and smell of smoke
Bleak scene yet unexposed
Pale light and trembling shadows
Saved my wits from the gallows
The more things change
The more I believe it′s true
That even love at first sight
Can be overdue
Tried too hard to
Tame my sorrow meanwhile
Forgot the task of the sober mind
And burned holes in a broken heart
The gap's wide open
And keeps growing
Two different mindsets
Everything we loved, we shared
Paved our way to
Our painful, tragic end
I′ve got bent, but I'm not broken
It seems those age-old wisdoms
Now do make frustrating sense
And now you can clearly see
That I′ve really got nothing
In the palm of my hands
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