作词 : Beren Olivia McGarry/Laura Welsh/Daniel Neil McDougall 作曲 : Beren Olivia McGarry/Laura Welsh/Daniel Neil McDougall Wait a sec before you go I need someone to be vulnerable I Can’t articulate it but maybe if I say it slow Wait a sec before you go I’ve been banging my head on these walls Inside of me is screaming Who am I deceiving Floating round in all the space Between My words
I feel like talking Can you stay until the morning there’s things Im saying when I’m on my own That I want you to know I feel like talking Dive in deep into the moment Theres Things I’m thinking when im all alone That I want you to know Oh I feel like talking really real kind of talking
I’m spilling like a kitchen sink All my edges are torn and ripped From burying the darkness All the messy parts Escape when I lie under ceiling fans Im clawing for memories that slip through my hands And the pavement is cracking beneath where I stand And the weight of the silence Holding me back
I feel like talking Can you stay until the morning there’s things Im saying when I’m on my own That I want you to know I feel like talking Dive in deep into the moment Theres Things I’m thinking when im all alone That I want you to know Oh I feel like talking Break through walls kind of talking Face to face kind of talking I mean real really real kind of talking
作词 : Beren Olivia McGarry/Laura Welsh/Daniel Neil McDougall 作曲 : Beren Olivia McGarry/Laura Welsh/Daniel Neil McDougall Wait a sec before you go I need someone to be vulnerable I Can’t articulate it but maybe if I say it slow Wait a sec before you go I’ve been banging my head on these walls Inside of me is screaming Who am I deceiving Floating round in all the space Between My words
I feel like talking Can you stay until the morning there’s things Im saying when I’m on my own That I want you to know I feel like talking Dive in deep into the moment Theres Things I’m thinking when im all alone That I want you to know Oh I feel like talking really real kind of talking
I’m spilling like a kitchen sink All my edges are torn and ripped From burying the darkness All the messy parts Escape when I lie under ceiling fans Im clawing for memories that slip through my hands And the pavement is cracking beneath where I stand And the weight of the silence Holding me back
I feel like talking Can you stay until the morning there’s things Im saying when I’m on my own That I want you to know I feel like talking Dive in deep into the moment Theres Things I’m thinking when im all alone That I want you to know Oh I feel like talking Break through walls kind of talking Face to face kind of talking I mean real really real kind of talking
