Chandeliers Songtext
von Landon Conrath

Talking to myself
Thinking what the hell
Am I doing here
Fancy chandeliers
Hanging overhead
Damn I′m underdressed
Working at some bar
Serving movie stars

Should I cash in
Sell out, I've been
Employee of the year
But I′m not getting any nearer
To the point of success
Braindead
Call it miscommunication
Here's my formal resignation


Seems like lately money talks
And the grass is soft
Least I think it is
Haven't touched it since
I was seventeen
Ride through evergreens
Highway overpass
Tip the hourglass

I keep running laps
Think I might collapse
Why do I broadcast
My life when no one asked

Should I cash in
Sell out, I′ve been
Employee of the year
But I′m not getting any nearer
To the point of success
Braindead
Call it miscommunication
Here's my formal resignation
Feels like


I′ve been here before
With my face pressed on the floor
When will my happiness be paramount?
It wasn't then it isn′t now
But time is still my friend
Feels like we could make amends
I hope this is not the end
Praying this is not my end