August Songtext
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August Songtext
I lost my head in August
I fell from grace, couldn′t be my mother's daughter anymore
Was it the race?
The chase that never seems to end
Was this the plan?
To ache and ache but never ever mend
For a while, my soul had disconnected from my brain
For a while I could hear myself calling my own name
Coming home was painful and psychotic
Like the blades I took to slide through all the skin I had disowned
For these scars will I ever ever ever be atoned?
I took to writing pages
The words I write dance around me like a million silhouettes
Clean white sheets, ones just like Mother always spreads
To fall asleep is to never let this reverie end
And for a while, my soul had disconnected from my brain
For a while I could hear myself calling my own name
Coming home was painful and psychotic
Like the blades I took to fly through all the skin I had disowned
For these scars will I ever ever ever be atoned?
For a while, my soul had disconnected from my brain
For a while I could hear myself calling my own name
Coming home was painful and psychotic
Like the blades I took to slide through all the skin I had disowned
For these scars will I ever ever ever be atoned?
I fell from grace, couldn′t be my mother's daughter anymore
Was it the race?
The chase that never seems to end
Was this the plan?
To ache and ache but never ever mend
For a while, my soul had disconnected from my brain
For a while I could hear myself calling my own name
Coming home was painful and psychotic
Like the blades I took to slide through all the skin I had disowned
For these scars will I ever ever ever be atoned?
I took to writing pages
The words I write dance around me like a million silhouettes
Clean white sheets, ones just like Mother always spreads
To fall asleep is to never let this reverie end
And for a while, my soul had disconnected from my brain
For a while I could hear myself calling my own name
Coming home was painful and psychotic
Like the blades I took to fly through all the skin I had disowned
For these scars will I ever ever ever be atoned?
For a while, my soul had disconnected from my brain
For a while I could hear myself calling my own name
Coming home was painful and psychotic
Like the blades I took to slide through all the skin I had disowned
For these scars will I ever ever ever be atoned?
Writer(s): Crosby Catherine Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

