Flatsound — It's Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I'll Talk About Drowning lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "It's Thursday, January 12th and This Is the Last Time I'll Talk About Drowning" by Flatsound.
Lyrics
Phone in my pocket, what a wonderful day
Thinking of something that I should say
But I can’t hold you responsible any more
I don’t know what I’m thinking
I’m lost now in the thrill of it But I’m not giving up 'til I am free
Because that’s where I’m supposed to be But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my chest
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
And I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning
But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my head
Like I am sleeping
Like I am dreaming