Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zanski
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PROBIZANSKI THOMAS DAVID
Songwriter
Lyrics
I've lived a hundred lives
I cannot express myself (myself)
I've read a thousand minds
I'm still all by myself (myself)
You know I'm losing my head
To feel what's by my heart
Holy descriptions of loss
That we read in the dark
A drive to nowhere that is
Evidently leading you to nothing
Ain't that something?
How 'bout we just don't?
Get stuck on the way out
Bodies like a stone
Conflicting imitations
How 'bout we just don't?
Get lost from the way out
Learn what we don't know
I see a hundred thousand
Pictures lying on the shelves
No no no no no
How will we ever go back
Or are you somebody else now?
You know I'm losing my head
To feel what's by my heart
Holy descriptions of loss
That we read in the dark
A drive to nowhere that is
Evidently leading you to nothing
Ain't that something?
How 'bout we just don't?
Get stuck on the way out
Bodies like a stone
Conflicting imitations
How 'bout we just don't?
Get lost from the way out
Learn what we don't know
Catch her looking at your eyes
Caught the feelings while you drive
How 'bout we just don't?
Get stuck on the way out
Bodies like a stone
Conflicting imitations
How 'bout we just don't?
Get lost from the way out
Learn what we don't know
Can we go?
Oh no no
Oh baby, go
No, yeah
Writer(s): Thomas Probizanski
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