Swing کے بول

I’ve been feeling stagnant and cracked underneath I try to sleep it off but I can feel it in my dreams I’ll give them what they wanna see A kid lost in his twenties Oh, what a sight to see Constant pressure (weighing down on me) It gets better, they want me to believe Constant pressure (weighing down on me) It gets better Not much to show for this time spent alone I swing but I miss every time Not much to show for this time spent alone I swing but I miss every time There’s so much fight left inside, and I’ve fought the good fight But I just can’t let this one go Feel the rush of blood beneath the skin Can’t keep myself from dwelling on this like you did ‘Cause it’s so dark here. More than it ever is Close the shades, clear my head, slump back to bed again I’ve always wanted to believe that this meant something We’ve always wanted to believe that this meant something Not much to show for this time spent alone I swing but I miss every time There’s so much fight left inside, and I’ve fought the good fight But I just can’t let this one go Not much to show for this time spent alone I swing but I miss every time There’s so much fight left inside, and I’ve fought the good fight But I just can’t let this one go Whoo oooh whoo Whoo oooh whoo (There’s so much fight left inside)