Frayed Songtext
von The Naked and Famous
Frayed Songtext
All of my dreams
Tear at the seams
Frayed
All over the place
Thought it was good
Everything where it should be
Around me
All it depends
On where it ends
It ends
Did you pretend?
Or maybe not comprehend?
Procrastination baby
Are you agitated lately?
"Cut it up, it′s fucked", you say, it's useless
Just a couple figures for the different uses
Here it comes, the sum of all excuses
Easier to say, the old refuses
"Today today", you say, it′s useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he's sick, I'm alone and it′s getting worse)
"Cut it up, its fuked", you say, it′s useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he's sick, I′m alone and it's getting worse)
"Today, today", you say, it′s useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he's sick, I′m alone and it's getting worse)
"Today, today", you say, it's useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he′s sick, I′m alone and it's getting worse)
Tear at the seams
Frayed
All over the place
Thought it was good
Everything where it should be
Around me
All it depends
On where it ends
It ends
Did you pretend?
Or maybe not comprehend?
Procrastination baby
Are you agitated lately?
"Cut it up, it′s fucked", you say, it's useless
Just a couple figures for the different uses
Here it comes, the sum of all excuses
Easier to say, the old refuses
"Today today", you say, it′s useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he's sick, I'm alone and it′s getting worse)
"Cut it up, its fuked", you say, it′s useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he's sick, I′m alone and it's getting worse)
"Today, today", you say, it′s useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he's sick, I′m alone and it's getting worse)
"Today, today", you say, it's useless (Spread it thin, make it bend)
Just a couple figures for the different uses (Help me save him, make the ends)
Here comes the sum of all excuses (I got things to feed, to reimburse)
Where did you think I got these bruises? (And he′s sick, I′m alone and it's getting worse)
Writer(s): Thomas Powers, Alisa Xayalith, Aaron Short Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com