Testo Fame

Fame is crippling art
It's  cold, I said it
I'll  lay in bed and regret it
A hate that is tearing me apart

Feel you gripping my lungs
Feel  it ripping a hole in my chest
Faith  is a balancing card
Up against the wind
Balance  time and we just want to relive
A way back to the start

I feel you lift me up again
And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with

Clearing  the history of all that I was
And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong
Yeah, we have a history of coming undone
I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong

Faith is a balancing card
Up against the wind Balance time and we just want to relive
A way back to the start

I feel you lift me up again
And tell me I'm the one you wanna be with

Clearing the history of all that I was
And it wasn't enough, I wanna be wrong
Yeah, we have a history of coming undone
I wanna be wrong, I wanna be wrong


Now we have a history of
We have a history of
We have a history of
We have a history of coming undone