Текст Flatsound – It’s Thursday, January 12th And This Is The Last Time I’ll Talk About Drowning

Phone in my pocket, what a wonderful day
Thinking of something that I should say
But I can’t hold you responsible any more

I don’t know what I’m thinking

Because that’s where I’m supposed to be

But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my chest
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning

And I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning

And I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I said woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like I am drowning
Like I am drowning

But I get so lost in the thought of life
That I forget to start living mine
I can feel its weight on my head
Like I am sleeping
Like I am dreaming