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Paroles: Socratic. It's Getting Late. Switzerland.


Tonight I took the long way home
I walked around this world
Just to see if when I got home
If I could fall asleep
Am I supposed to feel like this?
I'm falling through my own fingertips
Another day, another chance fades away

We cried an ocean
We'll drown ourselves in it
Slowly the air disappears
I never thought that drowning could feel so good

Summer nights are feeling so far
This night seems so cold
This nigth seems so familiar
But its true
Its been 5 months straight it felt so far away

We cried an ocean
We'll drown ourselves in it
Slowly the air disappears
I never thought that drowning could feel so good

I'm on the edge now
I'm looking down on things
When I land they'll kill me
I'll smile, I think I will
The ground will feel lovely

We cried an ocean
We'll drown ourselves in it
Slowly the air disappears
I never thought that drowning could feel so good