Untitled 04 (Missing You) Brand New
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Untitled 04 (Missing You)" by Brand New. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
[Verse 1]
I, I am feeling like a veteran
Uncompensated for the blood I've left to pool on foreign grounds
And I sometimes reach to rub at aching legs
But they've been dust for over a decade
And you're the limb I've lost, but somehow I still feel
[Chorus]
Until I wake, we just hope that you made it
We hope that you're celebrating with people you've missed
And burning like a beacon
Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed cause I'm missing you to death
[Verse 2]
And now there's only records of my memory
It's a little thing you gave posthumously
The details all dragged out
To think of all the paintings we could be without
If Van Gogh had gone and died face down from loss of blood the night he went and hacked his ear off
[Chorus]
Until I wake, we just hope that you made it
We hope that you're celebrating with people you've missed
And burning like a beacon
Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed cause I'm missing you to death
I, I am feeling like a veteran
Uncompensated for the blood I've left to pool on foreign grounds
And I sometimes reach to rub at aching legs
But they've been dust for over a decade
And you're the limb I've lost, but somehow I still feel
[Chorus]
Until I wake, we just hope that you made it
We hope that you're celebrating with people you've missed
And burning like a beacon
Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed cause I'm missing you to death
[Verse 2]
And now there's only records of my memory
It's a little thing you gave posthumously
The details all dragged out
To think of all the paintings we could be without
If Van Gogh had gone and died face down from loss of blood the night he went and hacked his ear off
[Chorus]
Until I wake, we just hope that you made it
We hope that you're celebrating with people you've missed
And burning like a beacon
Guiding our ship around this hellish shoal
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed cause I'm missing you to death
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!