The Early November - Fame lyrics

[The Early November - Fame lyrics]

Fame is crippling art it's cold, I said it
I'll lay in bed and regret it
A hate that is tearing me apart

Feel you gripping my lungs
Feel it ripping a hole in my chest

Faith is a balancing card
Up against the wind
Balance time and we just want to relive
A way back to the start

I feel you lift me up again
And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with

Clearing the history of all that I was
And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong
Yeah, we have a history of coming undone
I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong

Faith is a balancing card


Up against the wind
Balance time and we just want to relive
A way back to the start

I feel you lift me up again
And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with

Clearing the history of all that I was
And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong
Yeah, we have a history of coming undone
I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong

Now we have a history of
We have a history of we have a history of
We have a history of coming undone

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