C'est La Vie Songtext
von Isabel Dumaa
C'est La Vie Songtext
I gave my all just to never get it back I-
Broke the fall but i slipped right through the cracks again
Now I′m spiraling
Apologize and apologize some more like
All that I am is just something to be sorry for
What am I sorry for
The golden kid with big bright dreams
But the rust grew thick and it buried me, I'm-
Covering holes with sticks and leaves
Praying the ground doesn′t break right under me
Cause I give my best but theirs is better
So I hold my breath and call it pleasure I-
Take a step then go back three
So cyclical, oh c'est la vie
I'm burning out but I blame the weather
I′ll paint those bricks to look like feathers
I take a step then hit delete
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
I paint a smile but I always paint it blue I-
Bite my tongue just the way that I was taught to do
And I'll just blame my youth
But I can′t stop
Giving my heart away to those who don't deserve it
I made a mess of things but promise that I′m learning
Losing my head over getting back time
I ran so far ahead that now I'm falling behind
Cause I give my best but theirs is better
So I hold my breath and call it pleasure I-
Take a step then go back three
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
I'm burning out but I blame the weather
I'll paint those bricks to look like feathers
I take a step then hit delete
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
Cause I give my best but theirs is better
So I hold my breath and call it pleasure I-
Take a step then go back three
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
I'm burning out but I blame the weather
I′ll paint those bricks to look like feathers
I take a step then hit delete
So cyclical, oh c'est la vie
Broke the fall but i slipped right through the cracks again
Now I′m spiraling
Apologize and apologize some more like
All that I am is just something to be sorry for
What am I sorry for
The golden kid with big bright dreams
But the rust grew thick and it buried me, I'm-
Covering holes with sticks and leaves
Praying the ground doesn′t break right under me
Cause I give my best but theirs is better
So I hold my breath and call it pleasure I-
Take a step then go back three
So cyclical, oh c'est la vie
I'm burning out but I blame the weather
I′ll paint those bricks to look like feathers
I take a step then hit delete
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
I paint a smile but I always paint it blue I-
Bite my tongue just the way that I was taught to do
And I'll just blame my youth
But I can′t stop
Giving my heart away to those who don't deserve it
I made a mess of things but promise that I′m learning
Losing my head over getting back time
I ran so far ahead that now I'm falling behind
Cause I give my best but theirs is better
So I hold my breath and call it pleasure I-
Take a step then go back three
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
I'm burning out but I blame the weather
I'll paint those bricks to look like feathers
I take a step then hit delete
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
Cause I give my best but theirs is better
So I hold my breath and call it pleasure I-
Take a step then go back three
So cyclical, oh c′est la vie
I'm burning out but I blame the weather
I′ll paint those bricks to look like feathers
I take a step then hit delete
So cyclical, oh c'est la vie
Writer(s): Isabel Dumas, Drew Polovick, James Kourafas, James Kouraf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

