Battling Life Songtext
von The Dunwells
Battling Life Songtext
I can′t stand
No matter how hard you try
You wearing down every bolt
But only just getting by
And my mind
There is nothing else you can do
The world is filled with colour
And all you ever see is blue
I can see that it's wearing you down
And I know, when you pick yourself off of the ground
And you...
You are constantly working things out
And you...
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you′re battling life
It's constantly bringing you down
I can see that you're working things out
It′s a fine line
Between seeing that you need and you stop
And changing everything that you are
And just to find your way through the dark
I can see that it′s wearing you down
And I know, when you pick yourself off of the ground
And you...
You are constantly working things out
And you...
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you're battling life
It′s constantly bringing you down
I can see that you're working things out
All the ropes that hold you up
Start to fray allusion of your crime
Your crime...
Every tear is a waste of drop
Don′t need the ropes to hold you up
Don't cry
Oh, please don′t cry
You are constantly working things out
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you're battling life
It's constantly bringing you down
I can see that you′re working things out
You are constantly working things out
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you′re battling life
It's constantly bringing you down
But I know that you′re working things out
'Cause you′re constantly battling life
No matter how hard you try
You wearing down every bolt
But only just getting by
And my mind
There is nothing else you can do
The world is filled with colour
And all you ever see is blue
I can see that it's wearing you down
And I know, when you pick yourself off of the ground
And you...
You are constantly working things out
And you...
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you′re battling life
It's constantly bringing you down
I can see that you're working things out
It′s a fine line
Between seeing that you need and you stop
And changing everything that you are
And just to find your way through the dark
I can see that it′s wearing you down
And I know, when you pick yourself off of the ground
And you...
You are constantly working things out
And you...
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you're battling life
It′s constantly bringing you down
I can see that you're working things out
All the ropes that hold you up
Start to fray allusion of your crime
Your crime...
Every tear is a waste of drop
Don′t need the ropes to hold you up
Don't cry
Oh, please don′t cry
You are constantly working things out
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you're battling life
It's constantly bringing you down
I can see that you′re working things out
You are constantly working things out
And you do without making a sound
And you try and you try and you′re battling life
It's constantly bringing you down
But I know that you′re working things out
'Cause you′re constantly battling life
Writer(s): Joseph Martin Dunwell, David Thomas Dunwell, Daniel Neil Mcdougall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com