22a Songtext
von Like Pacific

Settle in this house thats not my home
I chose a place that I kept close
You′re living care free, but can you help me
I'll be the one who sees you most
Your hands don′t work, I suffer too
But not as much as you
Cause you can't pick and choose

Move from the couch to your bed that night
I never got to say goodbye

Do this laundry list of things
They don't have time but neither do we
I bend over backwards to know that I can
Then why the hell do I feel sad
I hope the views is as good as it sounds
Cause I don′t believe in heaven
But we′re wasting time in this hell


An unlocked door is questioning
I hear no footsteps in my head
I threw flowers on your casket, they were purchased by my friends
The lack of company is killing me
I know this sorrow too shall pass, but now it's time to make my bed

Do this laundry list of things
They don′t have time but neither do we
I bend over backwards to know that I can
Then why the hell do I feel sad
I hope the views is as good as it sounds
Cause I don't believe in heaven
But we′re wasting time in this hell

Don't wait for me, you can turn off the lights
And lay as still as you sleep
I swear I crept in bare feet
Just to see that you′re there
And just to make sure your lungs still breathe

I did this laundry list of things
I made the time for you and me
I bent over backwards, did all that I can
Then why the hell am I still sad
I hope the view is as good as it sounds
Cause I don't believe in heaven
But I know that you're there now