Senses Fail - Garden State

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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The Garden State,

And from the looks, all pitiful and gray.

As I awake to the garbage marked today,

I hope they take all of my old mistakes,

'Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own.



My eye it spins

When I look at the mirror and spit at

The man I see, with anchors for his eyes.

I build my castles up at the sky

So when it rains, they melt away with shame.



Here I am,

Looking down at

The bottom of the glasses.

It's all my fault that,

I need a sign,

Like shooting stars,

To help connect the dots

And turn my cuts into scars.



All of my fears

Are getting checked by the medicine I take.

All other guys just gather rumors of decent.

There will be a riot in my heart still.

It wants to be beneath the open sky.



Here I am,

Looking down at

The bottom of the glasses.

It's all my fault that,

I need a sign,

Like shooting stars,

To help connect the dots

And turn my cuts into scars.



My regrets are what keep me still alive.

I need to make up for all the lies.

My regrets are what keep me still alive.

I need to make up for all the lies.



Here I am,

Looking down at

The bottom of the glasses.

It's all my fault that,

I need a sign,

Like shooting stars,

To help connect the dots

And turn my cuts into scars.

Here I am,

Looking down at

The bottom of the glasses.

It's all my fault that,

I need a sign,

Like shooting stars,

To help connect the dots

And turn my cuts into scars.