It’s Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I’ll Talk About Drowning Flatsound
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Phone in my pocket, what a wonderful day
Thinking of something that I should say
But I can't hold you responsible anymore
I don't know what I'm thinking
I'm lost now in the thrill of it
But I'm not giving up 'til I am free
'Cause that's where I'm supposed to be
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my chest, like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said, whoa
I said whoa, I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said, whoa
I said whoa, I am drowning
Like I am drowning
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my head, like I am sleeping
Like I am dreaming
Thinking of something that I should say
But I can't hold you responsible anymore
I don't know what I'm thinking
I'm lost now in the thrill of it
But I'm not giving up 'til I am free
'Cause that's where I'm supposed to be
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my chest, like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said, whoa
I said whoa, I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said, whoa
I said whoa, I am drowning
Like I am drowning
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my head, like I am sleeping
Like I am dreaming
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