كلمات The Taste

Hand out, she holds It's feeling like we've been here before We're both so broke That something it'll keep us afloat Don't walk too slow We can't keep falling deeper again Came too close and the taste so far from pure A rush of blood but we search for so much more We've all been here before We've all been here before We've all been here before Hand out, she holds It's feeling like we've been here before We're both so broke That something it'll keep us afloat Don't walk too slow We can't keep falling deeper again Came too close and the taste so far from pure A rush of blood but we search for so much more We've all been here before We've all been here before We've all been here before We've all been here before We've all been here before