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Letra de Plastic Bag (Live from Alex’s Living Room)

I overthink and have trouble sleeping All purpose gone and don't have a reason There's no doctor to stop this bleeding So I left home and jumped in the deep end Took a job for dad, I think just to please him So when I quit, I just kept it secret I have friends, no longer see them It's just me, and now all my demonsAre heavy weighing on my heart I guess I'm done already, all but given up I'm burning days 'til the weekends Start, I just pretend I'm not where I am Should I cancel my plans?Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that If you're giving out love from a plastic bag Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that If you're giving out love from a plastic bagMy friend died, it's been years, still grieving And I thought time would be somehow healing When love finds me, I'm too numb to feel it Why the fuck am I still here breathing? Oh, I would pray, but I don't believe it Woe is me, but I don't care either Life is not the way that it seems, but Maybe this will all be a dream nowI'll stay steady, balance on the rope I guess that I'm not ready to rely on the hope I'm burning days 'til the weekend Start, I just pretend I'm not where I am Should I cancel my plans?Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that If you're giving out love from a plastic bag Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that If you're giving out love from a plastic bagI'm a wreck headed Take me to the other side Don't look in my eyes Oh, whoa It's almost morning, I'm still not leaving It's wearing off, but I still can feel it Another one and I'll touch the ceiling This is all I want to beSaturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe lights The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that If you're giving out love from a plastic bag Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light The lifeline of a promise in a shot glass, and I'll take that If you're giving out love from a plastic bag