Synecdoche - It's High Max and I Don't Stand a Chance | Текст песни

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• It's High Max and I Don't Stand a Chance

I woke up to your phone call. You were crying so I came picked you up.
I didn't say much but drive as you let out all that was afflicting you.
I heard my lungs fill with air. All I could say was I'm sorry.
It made me wonder how long the good things really last, and if love's just an archetype for movies.
Not something that stayed with you. I think a lot of hope I carried died that day. I don't think anything really lasts at all.