Close To Lonely
Oscar Christiansson
Hands-tied, blind-side, strangers,
flatline.
Bodies talking. Yeah. Wide eyed,
my high.
Driving with no lights Another faded lifeline.
Yeah can we just stay a while,
Like we were, running wild.
I knew I'd always mess it up,
I'm used to always messin up, yea. Yeah are we just getting by? Sillouhettes in the night?
Or are we just slowly, feelin close to lonely.
Hands-tied, blind-side, strangers,
flatline.
Bodies talking. Yeah.
Wide eyed,
my high.
Driving with no lights Another faded lifeline.
Yeah can we just stay a while,
Like we were, running wild.
I knew I'd always mess it up,
I'm used to always messin up, yea. Yeah are we just getting by? Sillouhettes in the night?
Or are we just slowly, feelin close to lonely.