[Sam] Running round. Chasing hearts. Chasing bodies. To fix the past.
I don’t know how I reached this place. So far from heaven, so far from grace. And I run to give in to the pressure. ‘cause I feel like the city’s got the better of me. Oh, this casual love. Isn’t what it seems.
And I try to imagine something closer. And somebody who is good for me. I’m so tired of all this searching. Do i, do i, do i, do I go home to nothing? Or stay out for more? Give in to someone? Or knock down my door? Or drown all my shadows. Drown them like before. Drowning shadows, once more.
The more I drink. The more I drown. I found that thinking. I wrote it down.
The more I rise above it all. The less I care, about those falls.
And I run to give in to the pressure. ‘cause I feel like the city’s got the better of me. Oh, this casual love. Isn’t what it seems.
And I try to imagine something closer. And somebody who is good for me. I’m so tired of all this searching. Do i, do i, do i, do I go home to nothing? Or stay out for more? Give in to someone? Or knock down my door? Or drown all my shadows. Drown them like before. Drowning shadows, once more.
Once more. Once more.
Go home to nothing, or stay out for more? Give in to someone, or. Or drown all my shadows. Drown them like before. Drowning shadows, once more.