Flatsound You Said Remembering Would Feel Too Much Like Moving Back Home Lyrics
You Said Remembering Would Feel Too Much Like Moving Back Home by Flatsound
A house, a home, a window
You were here before the floorboards
Broke in on themselves like black holes
Are the promises you keep
Just for people that you want?
Because you can't read any of our old conversations
But I read them so often, it's like we still talk
You were here before the floorboards
Broke in on themselves like black holes
Are the promises you keep
Just for people that you want?
Because you can't read any of our old conversations
But I read them so often, it's like we still talk