Matthew James - Bad Suns

Hungry for a meaning, this all seems unclear

I come to the conclusion we’re all clueless here

The more I try and simplify I realize it passes by

I find myself enamored with an explanation that doesn’t exist, no

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

What’s the point in counting when it never ends?

Face yourself at night, it’s time to make amends

The TV’s on, it helps me sleep

The force of habit killing me

The kiss goodnight, a stale routine

The spark is gone, what’s wrong with me?

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Language and perspective shape the way we live

Some things are hard to take and even harder to give

Lost circling a moment deep inside my head

I won’t get this moment back, I’ll move instead

This place just ain’t the same without you

Out with the old, in with the new

Fake and old expression

It won’t conceal the depression that I’ll learn was never true

The more I try and simplify I realize it passes by

I find myself enamored with an answer that does not exist

The more I try and simplify

The more I try and simplify

I realize it passes by

I realize it passes by

I find myself enamored with an answer that does not exist

The more I try and simplify I realize it passes by

I find myself enamored with an answer that does not exist

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh