It's Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I'll Talk About Drowning Songtext
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It's Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I'll Talk About Drowning Songtext
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 until I am free
Because 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
And 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.
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 until I am free
Because 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
And 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.
Writer(s): Mitchell Welling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com