by Ryan Adams
I can't talk
My mind is so blank
So going for a walk
I've got nothing left to say
I can't see
The darkness on the rise
I'll be waiting here
Till the end of time
All my life been shaking
Wanting something
Holding everything I have
Like it was broken
Gimme something good
I was playing dead
Doesn't make a sound
Holding my breath
Going underground
So I can't talk
I got nothing to say
It's like there's no tomorrow
Barely yesterday
All my life been shaking
Wanting something
Holding everybody back
Round and round
Gimme something good
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Gimme Something Good
Labels: anticipation, anxiety, disharmony, longing
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