They say these things are easy
But it never is
Wishing, I'm wishing for you
For what could've been
Feeling so blurried and skewed
Yeah, I'm caving in
I'm caving in
I'm caving in
(I'm caving in uh)
Pray to God for some clarity, seeking prosperity
Midst of frustration, mm
Days are just passing as memories
(Framing what's left of me)
Sun is so distant, mm
Bottles of whiskey half-empty
You say I'm full of it
Full of some bul (Shh, we don't talk like that)
Run to my arms, yeah you cut me
But yet you hold me
Love is a sickness
You say, shut up and drive
You open the door and we go for a ride
How we'd like to get high
But we lost in the clouds
We speed down the 9
Ain't got no place to go
No place to go
The moon is the guide
Lost in your eyes
Oo
Guyclaude - Never Easy Lyrics
Guyclaude - Never Easy Lyrics
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English
They say these things are easy
But it never is
Wishing, I'm wishing for you
For what could've been
Feeling so blurried and skewed
Yeah, I'm caving in
I'm caving in
I'm caving in
(I'm caving in uh)
Pray to God for some clarity, seeking prosperity
Midst of frustration, mm
Days are just passing as memories
(Framing what's left of me)
Sun is so distant, mm
Bottles of whiskey half-empty
You say I'm full of it
Full of some bul (Shh, we don't talk like that)
Run to my arms, yeah you cut me
But yet you hold me
Love is a sickness
You say, shut up and drive
You open the door and we go for a ride
How we'd like to get high
But we lost in the clouds
We speed down the 9
Ain't got no place to go
No place to go
The moon is the guide
Lost in your eyes
Oo
But it never is
Wishing, I'm wishing for you
For what could've been
Feeling so blurried and skewed
Yeah, I'm caving in
I'm caving in
I'm caving in
(I'm caving in uh)
Pray to God for some clarity, seeking prosperity
Midst of frustration, mm
Days are just passing as memories
(Framing what's left of me)
Sun is so distant, mm
Bottles of whiskey half-empty
You say I'm full of it
Full of some bul (Shh, we don't talk like that)
Run to my arms, yeah you cut me
But yet you hold me
Love is a sickness
You say, shut up and drive
You open the door and we go for a ride
How we'd like to get high
But we lost in the clouds
We speed down the 9
Ain't got no place to go
No place to go
The moon is the guide
Lost in your eyes
Oo
Writer: Guyclaude Lacossade
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