Somebody Come Through
Wasia Project
3:59In the corner of my room alone With someone who destroys the way I truly am In the back seat of my car We're kissing poison and the arguments are melting like the sand Like the sand And oh, how things change I don't wanna be with me anymore And, oh, it's such a shame to feel like I'm out of control I'm out of control I long for days with brighter skies, my dear I'll make my way to paradise, don't fear for me 'Cause I'm really, really tryin' to get better To get better Smiling's so hard for me Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah (Ooh) Maybe it's all meant to be, this lazy drunken agony That makes me wanna stay in bed It's all shadows and regrets, the superficial cigarettes And all the starin' makes me cry and wail And oh, oh, how horrible it feels to be panickin' And oh, how unsolvable to feel like I'm out of control I'm out of control So hug me tight and wish me luck, my friend And hope that we will link our arms again 'Cause I'm really, really smilin' to get better To get better Ah, ah-ah (make it better) Ah, ah-ah (make it better) Ah, ah-ah (Ooh) Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah (make it better) Better, better I promise that I'll make it better Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah