La Dispute, Jeremy Bolm - Why It Scares Me lyrics
[La Dispute, Jeremy Bolm - Why It Scares Me lyrics]
At times I've shouted out unprovoked
At the world and you
Just to see if the people around me react
Sometimes I think they're all acting
At times I'm scared that I'm acting too like
My movements are stage directions?
Was that a change in topic or
A beat in the scene?
Have I been taking my emotional cues from
A script I wrote at sixteen?
Maybe I just think about it all so much
That the fear stays close to
All the ghosts I've touched
Makes me question was it love or just lust?
Caked in blood or old rust? I don't know
Don't we remember all the moments
We remember the best
Framed in poems and in pictures
Sang aloud in refrains?
Does this cycle of pain and
Disdain for the past
Not work exactly the same?
Maybe it's just as much about
What comes our way as it is how we react
Just as much about the things
That we've still got
As it is about the things we lack i know
We won't always keep around those
We feel we need some will fade into frames
Some were born to leave
But, if we're still here
And we still breathe
At least we've still got time
To figure it out to know what to do
To know how to feel
Know the things that I've been
Making up inside my head, and
To know what's real
I wanna believe that the way I am
Is just the way it goes
For the things that came
Not the things I chose to come
I want to know if I've had any control
I want to know if it'd comfort me
And if my heart just stops
Pack my memories in it
I wanna know all the love I've got
And if my heart just stops
Keep me alive for a minute
I wanna know if a curtain drops
(I wanna know! I wanna know)
And if my heart just stops
Keep me alive for a minute
I want to know if a curtain drops
And if my heart just stops
I want to know if a curtain drops
At the world and you
Just to see if the people around me react
Sometimes I think they're all acting
At times I'm scared that I'm acting too like
My movements are stage directions?
Was that a change in topic or
A beat in the scene?
Have I been taking my emotional cues from
A script I wrote at sixteen?
Maybe I just think about it all so much
That the fear stays close to
All the ghosts I've touched
Makes me question was it love or just lust?
Caked in blood or old rust? I don't know
Don't we remember all the moments
We remember the best
Framed in poems and in pictures
Sang aloud in refrains?
Does this cycle of pain and
Disdain for the past
Not work exactly the same?
Maybe it's just as much about
What comes our way as it is how we react
Just as much about the things
That we've still got
As it is about the things we lack i know
We won't always keep around those
We feel we need some will fade into frames
Some were born to leave
But, if we're still here
And we still breathe
At least we've still got time
To figure it out to know what to do
To know how to feel
Know the things that I've been
Making up inside my head, and
To know what's real
I wanna believe that the way I am
Is just the way it goes
For the things that came
Not the things I chose to come
I want to know if I've had any control
I want to know if it'd comfort me
And if my heart just stops
Pack my memories in it
I wanna know all the love I've got
And if my heart just stops
Keep me alive for a minute
I wanna know if a curtain drops
(I wanna know! I wanna know)
And if my heart just stops
Keep me alive for a minute
I want to know if a curtain drops
And if my heart just stops
I want to know if a curtain drops