A Place I Don't Think Exists Songtext
von Real Friends
A Place I Don't Think Exists Songtext
In your arms used to be the one place I could breathe
Now you′re water in my lungs
I keep trying to forget about you
I hope you think too much
Just like I always do
Stop saying, stop saying
'This pain will all make sense′
I'm homesick, I'm homesick
For some place I don′t think exists
I′m always left discontent
Watching tail lights fade again
I'm chasing ghosts in old photos
I keep repeating my regrets
You left me in critical condition
The loneliness hit like a head on collision
I′m always left discontent
I'm getting used to hopelessness
I can′t escape this empty house, this reflection of me
Was our time spent together a waste?
Am I imagining things?
Though all the faces change
My mistake's the same
Stop saying, stop saying
′This pain will all make sense'
I'm homesick, I′m homesick
For some place I don′t think exists
I'm always left discontent
Watching tail lights fade again
I′m chasing ghosts in old photos
I keep repeating my regrets
You left me in critical condition
The loneliness hit like a head on collision
I'm always left discontent
I′m getting used to hopelessness
I'm getting used to hopelessness
I keep repeating my regrets
I′m getting used to hopelessness
I keep repeating my regrets
Now you′re water in my lungs
I keep trying to forget about you
I hope you think too much
Just like I always do
Stop saying, stop saying
'This pain will all make sense′
I'm homesick, I'm homesick
For some place I don′t think exists
I′m always left discontent
Watching tail lights fade again
I'm chasing ghosts in old photos
I keep repeating my regrets
You left me in critical condition
The loneliness hit like a head on collision
I′m always left discontent
I'm getting used to hopelessness
I can′t escape this empty house, this reflection of me
Was our time spent together a waste?
Am I imagining things?
Though all the faces change
My mistake's the same
Stop saying, stop saying
′This pain will all make sense'
I'm homesick, I′m homesick
For some place I don′t think exists
I'm always left discontent
Watching tail lights fade again
I′m chasing ghosts in old photos
I keep repeating my regrets
You left me in critical condition
The loneliness hit like a head on collision
I'm always left discontent
I′m getting used to hopelessness
I'm getting used to hopelessness
I keep repeating my regrets
I′m getting used to hopelessness
I keep repeating my regrets
Writer(s): Brian Blake, Cody Muraro, David Knox, Eric Haines, Kyle Fasel, Real Friends Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com