Post Season

Accidental Damage From Handling
Nights spent by bonfires and watching them burn down In the summer of 07 searching for our own way out And I've spent so many restless nights just letting my mind run around On thoughts of what could of been but now I think I'm better off without Your false hope your broken sense of sincerity I can't believe That I thought you were the one for me Screamed from the mountains and hoped the echo would ring out At 18 with a creeping thought of failure weighing on myself You left me in pieces bruised & broken on the ground But Looking back on it now I'm glad you didn't stick around I did my best to catch my sea legs on that swinging bridge that summer It looked like something from a "Lucas Film" and I was game set on going under Your false hope your broken sense of sincerity I can't believe that I let you get the best of me Screamed from the mountains and hoped the echo would ring out At 18 with a creeping thought of failure weighing on myself You left me in pieces bruised & broken on the ground But Looking back on it now I'm glad you didn't stick around SongtexteThrowing caution to my nerves with hope to self improve Breaking boundaries on my comfort just to carry myself through Screamed from the mountains and hoped the echo would ring out At 18 with a creeping thought of failure weighing on myself You left me in pieces bruised & broken on the ground But Looking back on it now I'm glad you didn't stick around Aus Songtexte Mania