lifeboats - senses fail
i just want to feel alive.
and love myself from the in and the outside.
'cause every time that i start to feel whole,
i knock myself on the ground because it's all that i've known
just like the streets burn a hole through your shoe.
my soul has been worn out too,
i'm 25 and i still don't fit in
directionless, like a blind man painting
mother i'm so sorry, i can't go on like this.
the lifeboats are leaving with or without me.
what's the point of falling in love?
if i don't love myself.
what's the point of being alive if all i want is out.
so i thought that it only feels right
to make the decisions that endanger my life.
late late at night under black and blue moons.
i question in the reasons that i self-abuse.
i'm so pathetic.
it makes me sick.
i'm a fingerless pianist.
i see reflections.
i clench my fists.
i'm a violin without the strings.
mother i'm so sorry, i can't go on like this.
the lifeboats are leaving with or without me.
what's the point of falling in love?
if i don't love myself.
what's the point of being alive if all i want is out.
there is no love.
there's only this:
just lust and lies, and selfishness.
a black hole where the sun once was.
i'm never falling back in love.
'cause it has never been enough.
ever since i've been a young boy i was alone
now that i've become a man, the feeling's grown.
through the therapy and through the pills, i can't let go.
but what about the *****in fact:
i'm still alone.
what do you do when you got nothing left?
give up! give up! and hope for the best!
i fell into the ocean, i and i feel sick,
waiting on a nameless rescue ship.
what do you do when you got nothing left?
give up! give up! and hope for the best!
i fell into the ocean, i and i feel sick,
waiting on a nameless rescue ship.
mother i'm so sorry, i can't go on like this.
the lifeboats are leaving with or without me.
what's the point of falling in love?
if i don't love myself.
what's the point of being alive if all i want is out
