dad کے بول

When I close my eyes, there's no compromise It's made up of me, everything I see When it's out of reach, swimming far too deep Feeling like the brink, please, don't let me sink I'm moving In these moments, I'm losing And it's proving That I shouldn't be choosing Choosing you Turn off the radio, I don't wanna know Who's in hell today, don't wanna feel this way Wish that I was small where the grass felt tall Hiding on my own, dad, come take me home I'm moving In these moments, I'm losing And it's proving That I shouldn't be choosing Choosing you These moments won't wait for me (all my life) And I'm tired of trying to be (in your eyes) I'm moving In these moments, I'm losing And it's proving That I shouldn't be choosing Choosing you