French Wives
French Wives - Younger songtekst
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I walk these crowded hallways I curse the ground beneath my seat I'm on my faded glamour I feel ungracious in defeat I walk these crowded hallways I curse the ground beneath my seat I'm on my faded glamour I feel ungracious in defeat It's an experiment It's not a masterpiece You will discover this You will eventually I want my spark back I need my torch lit I don't approach the hill I feel I'm over it I'll stake my flag in the road where it bends It's just the start when it felt like the end Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We need our luck changed We need some blind faith Your have your upswings I have my down days Maybe our future lies Within the point of view Everyone likes you Nobody loves you I will stake my flag in the road where it bends It was just the start when it felt like the end I wish I had started younger I wish that I didn't feel so weak I wish I had found my marker I wish I had started younger When I lay my head When I find my home When I'm in the arms of those I know When all is said When all is done You did your best You gave your all When I lay my head When I find my home When I'm in the arms of those I know When all is said When all is done You did your best You gave your all When I lay my head When I find my home When I'm in the arms of those I know When all is said When all is done You did your best You gave your all When I lay my head When I find my home When I'm in the arms of those I know When all is said When all is done You did your best You gave your all