Flatsound - It’s Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I’ll Talk About Drowning lyrics

[Flatsound - It’s Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I’ll Talk About Drowning lyrics]

Phone in my pocket, what a wonderful day
Thinking of something that I should say
But I can't hold you responsible anymore

I don't know what I'm thinking
I'm lost now in the thrill of it
But I'm not giving up 'til I am free
'Cause that's where I'm supposed to be

But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel it's weight on my chest
Like I am drowning like I am drowning
And I said, whoa i said whoa, I am drowning
Like I am drowning

And I said, whoa i said whoa, I am drowning
Like I am drowning

But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine


I can feel it's weight on my head
Like I am sleeping like I am dreaming

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