Dots Songtext
von Quantum
Dots Songtext
Papers in piles
Heaping up in the corner of my eye
Places you′ve been
Ignored like a stone in a movie scene
It's easier it seems
To live on and grow old in your day dreams
Mistaking my self for a man of means
Waking up feeling empty
I′m in a sad phase of being
Like I'm Deaf dumb and paralyzed in bed staring at dots in the ceiling
(Deaf, dumb, glaring out)
Hanging on to this good old passive desperation
Afraid of regression
There's not much more to say
I think my feet have grown roots that connect to the fibres in the bed
Pictures and experiences of an old tree runs through my head
They speak of a life of content, with simple desires
And a life spanning decades
The connection makes you high
I just can′t shake this feeling
I′m deaf dumb and paralyzed in bed counting the dots in the ceiling
(Deaf, dumb, glaring out)
I'm in this immense borrowed recollection
Feel The connection
Feel the connection
Heaping up in the corner of my eye
Places you′ve been
Ignored like a stone in a movie scene
It's easier it seems
To live on and grow old in your day dreams
Mistaking my self for a man of means
Waking up feeling empty
I′m in a sad phase of being
Like I'm Deaf dumb and paralyzed in bed staring at dots in the ceiling
(Deaf, dumb, glaring out)
Hanging on to this good old passive desperation
Afraid of regression
There's not much more to say
I think my feet have grown roots that connect to the fibres in the bed
Pictures and experiences of an old tree runs through my head
They speak of a life of content, with simple desires
And a life spanning decades
The connection makes you high
I just can′t shake this feeling
I′m deaf dumb and paralyzed in bed counting the dots in the ceiling
(Deaf, dumb, glaring out)
I'm in this immense borrowed recollection
Feel The connection
Feel the connection
Writer(s): Anton Ericsson, Marcus Lundberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

