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• Artiste: Nightmares On Wax
• Titre: Isolated
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I usually write every feeling down No, not this evening, I don't want to feel it right now So I'll wait and watch it go away But it won't I just want to feel okay I'm hiding away I'm hiding away I'm hiding away I'm hiding away And I don't want to feel this anymore And I don't want to feel this anymore It's isolating Make plans I don't wanna break up with you You make me feel And the good feels so good And the good feels much better than your sad And the good is a step up from the bad And the good is the best I ever had I don't wanna break up with you I'm hiding away I'm hiding away I'm hiding away I'm hiding away And I don't want to feel this anymore And I don't want to feel this anymore It's isolating (I don't want to feel this anymore) (I don't want to feel this anymore) (I don't want to feel this anymore) (I don't want to feel this anymore) (I don't want to feel this anymore) And I don't want to feel this anymore (I don't want to feel this anymore) And I don't want to feel this anymore, it's isolating Keep your heart warm and your body won't rust Trust that things will get better, you will not be bitter Accept that bits of you won't ever look the same again When they were how they were, you just complained anyway So let go because it's a while from over Even if it can't be lived over It's knowing it can be lived until it's gone, but before that Find the morning that spreads butter on your toes Ride the wind's broken tracks to a triangle of glass you've never seen done before Sunbathe your core until your insides are so nicely heated, they could be eaten Then lay your star-warmed body down Your origami'd skin meeting what it once was and now grows Your swollen eyelids, let the masks make their own way Give your liver to the birds, they will sing to us all the things you've heard