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• Artiste: New Relics (The)
• Titre: Blinding
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Sometimes I feel just like the whole world's out there, spinning me around Waiting for the day when I'm too dizzy or too drunk to stand And when they find me lying on the floor, spinning in my own head Will there be someone to lend a helping hand? And every day I come to you, asking your forgiveness And promising I'll never disappoint you again But at night the voices call me, and when I feel it When I feel it coming in And the light hits my eyes Blinding, blinding me And the hands reach out Finding, finding me there again Sometimes I feel just like there's no one there to listen to my words Even though I always seem to have something more to say And when they find me sitting all alone, talking to myself they wonder why I haven't been locked away And everyday I feel the weight of this world coming down Almost like Atlas, holding up the whole world just to make amends But at night the voices call me, and I answer And when they fall me and I land on them They pick me up to try again And the light hits my eyes Blinding, blinding me And the hands reach out Finding, finding me there again Yeah, I keep spinning inside of me Yeah, and I'm giving it back to you Yeah, to find my identity Yeah, won't you let me be? And the light hits my eyes Blinding, blinding me And the hands reach out Finding, finding me there again