Thought it was special,
Turns out it wasn't
Turns out I miss it
I can't forget it
I can't release it
I cant even sleep on it
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
Wasted potential
Its preferential
Than knowing what I would find
Picture frames break
Sometimes they crack
And sometimes they never come back
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
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Thought it was special,
Turns out it wasn't
Turns out I miss it
I can't forget it
I can't release it
I cant even sleep on it
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
Wasted potential
Its preferential
Than knowing what I would find
Picture frames break
Sometimes they crack
And sometimes they never come back
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
Turns out it wasn't
Turns out I miss it
I can't forget it
I can't release it
I cant even sleep on it
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
Wasted potential
Its preferential
Than knowing what I would find
Picture frames break
Sometimes they crack
And sometimes they never come back
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
But the fan above my bed is making me dizzy
Every time I try to call you pretend to be busy
It was right behind my eyes
And the sound of old friends I thought would be healing
Every record on the needle is bound to send me reeling
Right inside my head
Writer: Traeger
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC