Testo di The Staples

I'll draw my lines until they're gone Complete the cycle Of what's wrong once more Like I always do You left the swing hanging From the ropes that won't last These wooden stairs made out of glass The dream that we believe in Is the barrel that we breathe Under the shining surface Our shallow souls suffer and scream Emotions that I'll never share Distorted feelings To inhale and exhale I can't make them disappear You left the swing hanging From the ropes that won't last These wooden stairs made out of glass The dream that we believe in Is the barrel that we breathe Under the shining surface Our shallow souls suffer and scream We live our lives by living Searching for something, something missing And the things for which we stand Are the ones we'll never have Some things aren't true until you say them out loud Some things aren't true, when they come out of my mouth You left the swing hanging From the ropes that won't last These wooden stairs made out of glass We stand on nothing We stand on nothing We stand on nothing And I am nothing The dream that we believe in Is the barrel that we breathe Under the shining surface Our shallow souls suffer and scream We live our lives by living Searching for something, something missing And the things for which we stand Are the ones we'll never have