I can't believe it's come to this, considering the benefit,
Gifts I won't give sit silently, gathering dust the same as me.
I can't believe it's come to this, I still remember my first kiss,
Loves I have lost, friends I would leave, life goes on without me.
This house became a tomb when I laid myself to rest in this old fashioned room,
They'll say it's such a shame, but they'll forget my face and they'll forget my name.
This pain that you wake to isn't really yours, these dreams of a life you've never had before,
You close your eyes.
I can't believe it's come to this, I'm sinking into the carpet,
White noise surrounded me until they found me.
I can't believe it's come to this, they say their prayers, I do my bit.
Break down the front door, what has it all been for?
This house became a tomb when I laid myself to rest in this old fashioned room,
They'll say it's such a shame, but they'll forget my face and they'll forget my name.
This pain that you wake to isn't really yours, these dreams of a life you've never had before,
You close your eyes.
This pain that you wake to isn't really yours.
They'll forget my face, and they'll forget my name.
These dreams of a life you've never had before,
They'll forget my face, and they'll forget my name,
credits
from Passive Obsessive,
released July 1, 2016
All music written by Meg Amirghiasvand, Andrew Convey and Neil Kennedy. Drums performed by Dan Northover. Produced by Neil Kennedy at The Ranch Production House, Southampton. Engineering by Dom Wright and Lewis Johns.
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