graceless
I figured out how to be faithless
but it will be a sheme to waste this
you can't imagine how I hate this
graceless

I'm trying, but I've gone
through the glass again
just come and find me
God loves everybody, don't remind me
I took the medicine and I went missing
just let me hear your voice, just let me listen

all of my thoughts of you
bullets through rock and through
come apart at the seams
now I know what dying means

I am not my rosy self
left my roses on my shelf
take the wild ones, they're my favorites
it's the side effects that save us




[GRACELESS]




a r t i s t : THE NATIONAL
a l b u m : TROUBLE WILL FIND ME




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