Rush from Wiaca by SUNDAYS

Did you call me in the dead of night?
With your heart up in your throat to fight
About all the times you never tried,
And hang up for the morning light



Did you hold it dear, our wonderland?

Where the coast is clear and nothing is planned

Like a ghost you sit and watch your hand,

As it slowly fades out with the man you know

‘Cause you’ve got to let him go

Was it everything you said you wanted?

Was it everything you thought we would be?

‘Cause the only thing that makes you stronger,

Are the cuts that make you bleed

And you can blame it on a million reasons,

Why so much of us remain untouched

Well we all need something to believe in, 

As our bodies seek the rush



Was the aim too high or shot too low?

Did the rain wash off the bullets glow? 

Guess we’ll never find out, never know,

If we ever really left the hole?

Well the earth is warm and the sky is sick, 

When this curse is gone, then let us dig up

All the worst, the best

And kick off all the dirt that keeps us to the ground

And go another round?



A real love 

Can you find a real love?

Well it’s got to be the real love,
But you keep running from me

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