QWUH - CHANCES lyrics
[QWUH - CHANCES lyrics]
The glass is fucking fogging up
This is a symptom of my frustration
Can you hold me in conversation
I can't trust my own perception
Everything is fucking piling up
This is the first time i've ever seen you
Without your mask on i hope I seem cool
You're bathed in static
Oh, what's the big deal? It's just a habit
You never feel real
Can't understand your intention
But I'm too fucking tired to run
You miss me, you kiss me
I leave you, you miss me again
You give me my chances your chances are dead
All you want is my affection
30 seconds and you're done
Meet me halfway undertaker
I guess I have to play the heartbreaker
Baby, it's okay you're not the bad one
But it's always me who has to run
I can't see my own reflection
The glass is fucking fogging up
You miss me, you kiss me
I leave you, you miss me again
You give me my chances your chances are dead
I can't trust my own perception
Everything is fucking piling up
You are a gold mine and I'm a dancer
Been there the whole time the fucking answer
I'm on a dark path lit by a cannon
I can only see it in tunnel vision
Can't understand your intention
But I'm too fucking tired to run
You miss me, you kiss me
I leave you, you miss me again
You give me my chances my chances are dead
All I want is your affection
30 seconds and you're done
What do I circle first? Can barely stand now
Don't want to make it worse
You reach your hand out
A message from you what do I answer?
What do I answer? What do I answer?
I can't see my own reflection
The glass is fucking fogging up
You miss me, you kiss me
I leave you, you miss me again
You give me my chances my chances are dead
I can't trust my own perception
Everything is fucking piling up
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