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letra de heaven sent - castlefield

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[intro]
anxious habits
i’ll come back home soon
maybe we’re all built for reaction
and there’s nothing i can do
i know you’re not part of the problem
you’re just helping out
i still feel the pain inside a distant mind
there’s no easy way out

[verse 1]
you’ll never find me here again
i’ve given up on this
taking in my loneliness
(but i will still break again)
my mind is filled with emptiness
a pleasant side effect
i’ll never feel the same again
(but i will still play pretend)

[verse 2]
fasten in let’s contemplate
where is my solar state
i’m never one to concentrate
(on the things that i have)
let me break and sell myself
i’m broken on your shelf
i want to just be someone else
(but we still come out the same)

[pre-chorus]
(i wanna breathe in and be okay)

[chorus]
the glamour you held with your pain
i’ll just throw out everything
i wanna love myself again
but the point is small and i can’t wait
contain all your thoughts in a jar by the door
i wanna tell you that i’m innocent
but you’ll come back with running metaphors

[verse 3]
every now and then i try
to improve what is mine
calling on another lie
(to see if you care this time)
giving up on all my thoughts
i’ll leave myself to rot
i want to leave her, but i’m not
(questioning what is mine)

[verse 4]
breaking down these walls again
between myself and them
i’m always locked into this trend
(of knowing where i should end)
holding on, i’m breathing fast
i wish this wouldn’t last
i want to leave this in the past
(but i will still break again)

[pre-chorus]
i wanna breathe in and be okay

[chorus]
the glamour you held with your pain
i’ll just throw out everything
i wanna love myself again
but the point is small and i can’t wait
contain all your thoughts in a jar by the door
i wanna tell you that i’m innocent
but you’ll come back with running metaphors

[outro]
i wanna see my head underwater (head underwater)
maybe i’ll leave a little better down there
(’cause i can’t breathe air)
all this life is heaven sent
it’s nothing that is filled with dread
but i’m giving these a habits a noose

- castlefield

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