Die a Little Songtext
von The Rocket
Die a Little Songtext
Why am I so uncomfortable with silence?
Does it measure my mistakes?
Do I have to ramble on about nothing like I always do?
Why am I so uncomfortable with you?
What′s going on inside your head?
Do I have to keep this going all my life? Or just a while?
A swing and a miss
Started out so promising
Now I can't help wondering
Weren′t we a sitcom fantasy
All along?
I think that I just died a little
What is up with airline food these days?
I don't have a word with ways
I need to get away from all these white lies
We were just
A swing and a miss
Started out so promising
Now I can't help wondering
Weren′t we a sitcom fantasy
All along?
I think that I just died a little
Does it measure my mistakes?
Do I have to ramble on about nothing like I always do?
Why am I so uncomfortable with you?
What′s going on inside your head?
Do I have to keep this going all my life? Or just a while?
A swing and a miss
Started out so promising
Now I can't help wondering
Weren′t we a sitcom fantasy
All along?
I think that I just died a little
What is up with airline food these days?
I don't have a word with ways
I need to get away from all these white lies
We were just
A swing and a miss
Started out so promising
Now I can't help wondering
Weren′t we a sitcom fantasy
All along?
I think that I just died a little
Writer(s): Ross Jacob Golan, Alex Dezen, Martin Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

