Description
Main Artist: Footballhead
Composer: Ryan Nolen
Composer: Snow Ellet
Lyricist: Ryan Nolen
Lyrics and translation
Original
Love, but can you give me such? And is it ever enough?
I'll let you be the judge.
Love, but can you give me such?
And is it ever enough?
I'll let you be the judge.
Tapped into your brain, but I can hardly follow you.
Is there anybody else around to scope out this view?
And I've been looking for an out, but I can't hold it in.
Playing dead's inconsequential when you won't let me win.
All but tired of the rest of any way to sin.
Nothing better, but I can't bear the weight of the truth. Love, but can you give me such? And is it ever enough?
I'll let you be the judge.
Stones won't phase me, complicating everything I need to stay awake just drains me.
Tapped into your brain, but I can hardly follow you.
Is there anybody else around to scope out this view?
And I've been looking for an out, but I can't hold it in.
Playing dead's inconsequential when you won't let me win.
And I've been looking for an out, but I can't hold it in.
Playing dead's inconsequential when you won't let me win. All but tired of the rest of any way to sin.
Nothing better, but I can't bear the weight of, can't bear the weight of the truth.
Search your cabinets for medicine, but what will it do?
It won't get better if you can't bear the weight of the truth.
I've been looking for an out, but I can't hold it in.
Playing dead's inconsequential when you won't let me win.
All but tired of the rest of any way to sin.
Nothing better, but I can't bear the weight, can't bear the weight of the truth.