We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.
/

lyrics

I'm tied down to these four bed posts,
And I can't break free,
And I want to know what it means when you say,
That you didn't want it any other way,
I guess I'm missing all the subtext,

And I've given up on this town,
With its dead ends and one way streets,
But we all end up in the same place,
But not me, and not today,

I'm just so tired,

I don't believe in God but sometimes I like to think there is one,
Not for the comfort but for someone to blame in times like these,
And I don't have to pray to validate myself today,
But it helps with the ache in my knees,

Selling blood like they did on the streets of Sheffield,
And I'll buy some back 'cause you drained me out,
My skin, it peels,
To show you what's inside,
It's probably root beer and cigarettes,

As you lie alone, asleep in your room,
From the nights you spend abusing your health,
We will scream out from the tops of our lungs,
We are young, we'll never be forgotten.

credits

from We're Not Losing, We're Just Not Winning, released August 26, 2013

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

For All The Wrong Reasons Lincoln, UK

FATWR were Alex, Jacob, Chris, Lou and Aiden.

contact / help

Contact For All The Wrong Reasons

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like For All The Wrong Reasons, you may also like: