The Resurrectionist, Or An Existential Crisis In C# 歌词

Crutch All you asked is, do I feel better now? All I said is, do I have a choice? Maybe I’ll find better ways to give a damn about bettering myself Maybe we’ll see better days when the leaves start crumbling underfoot I’m on top of the world I feel lost, and I’m not sure if I’m heard by anyone Maybe I’ll find better ways to hide the truth that I’m becoming undone Maybe you’ll find better ways to see the good in me being myself (And stop trying to fix me) All you ask is can I try and smile All I said is I thought I was I’m on top of the world I’m still here, though I’m not sure what its for anymore I feel lost, and I’m not sure if I’m heard by anyone Would your love run out if my heart gave out? Like a star burns out Like you feel when your uninspired Are we still hanging on? Always, always, I’ll be hanging on, because when I’m with you I’m on top of the world Watch the color drain out of my face On and on our own we give up (As I feel love, but) I’m not sure am I worth it anymore I feel loved, but I’m not sure if I deserve it I feel everything all at once