My Eyes Fall Victim - This Picture is Only Worth 999 | Текст песни

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• My Eyes Fall Victim
• This Picture is Only Worth 999

I've found that aiming low is the best remedy
For something I'd like to call disappointment
And I aspire to make the headlines from the bottom of this ditch
(My fifty five cent summary of this interrupted life)

I'd like to say that I'm a believer
(But what do we know?)
But I just can't seem to wrap my head around
(What do we know about love?)
This thing we call love

So when I kiss these guardrails, baby, don't cry for me
(Don't hold your breath)
You just never knew what love was
(We can't go on living like we do, this constant friction makes me sick)
Don't hold your breath on me
I'm not coming home

This is my downward spiral
This is my last descent

I'm aiming low, so I can't fall as far