Minus.Driver

Minus.Driver - Hesitant And Polite lyrics

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blissful wishes, floating in the clouds

i see ambition killing us i've found

justified decisions knocking me down

can't stop this piston, flooded engine. 

distant misses common excuses

captured a glisten of a smile that makes me smile

now i've looked all around me

and i am still deciding

who has listened to the strength in my sanity. 

i know this is not alot, it comes two fold

and i'll swallow every drop, it's like strictnine

mixed with cyanide; cyanide.

i thought i tried

i lost my mind. 

so pure, not so, so sure i will go

with good intention for bad predictions

I lost my mind

thought you'd remember me from two days for two weeks

you laughed and i smiled, my heart can't forget now

i lost my mind

i thought i tried - for you.

one time not silent

the one next to you is not the one to blame

come here we're all sitting here in a circle of shit

a million miles of shit

covering the ground. 

the love you plan, it still erases. 

the love you plan, it still erases. 

the love you plan, it still erases. 

the love you plan, it still erases. 

i know this is not alot, it comes two fold

and i'll swallow every drop, like it's strictnine

mixed with cyanide

i know i believe in God

it shows too slow but

I'll give you what I got

cause it still feels good to be different; different.

different from you, i thought you knew

i tried my hardest to keep you alive

thought you'd be honest, thought you'd be true

it all turns my way, it all turned to gray

There's nothing to left to say, nothing to say. 

Nothing left to say, nothing to lose.

Nothing left to say, nothing to lose without you.

colors so sad it will make you cry, lost in the innocense i'm lost in you.

colors so sad it will make you cry, lost in the innocense i'm lost in you.  

stumbled and fell down

nothing left to do but look around us in the end

we look for something to use

we look for some shove

some we take as its handed

some we take for granted

but some weren't lucky enough

some weren't blessed enough to be standing on the line

inside and everyone

as their name is called

this is a roll call

this is a roll call.

tell me what is real

tell me what's the difference

everything is shit

just like your pale face

scared by the vision of everything

turning to fire underneath your blisters

everything is shit.

It's shit.
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Language: English

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