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.Stitches. - frnkiero and the cellabration

I want what I want

I need what I need

I want what I need

I need what I want

But I'm not what you wanted

But I'm not what you wanted

No I'm not what you wanted

I'm not what you wanted

Let's go

Hell bent on slipping away

I felt you slowly turn away

My thoughts go black it breaks my heart

I ignore your taps on window still

I've become attached to where I fell

It's true there's room for you

Although we've still got miles to go

I've forgotten places I used to know

This face gives smiles unjustified

I once was lost but I swear I'm fine

Until the ground holds me in it's arms

I'm true and I'll wait for you

Isn't it obvious I'm a wreck

I set these fires just for you

Isn't it obvious I've calmed down

I saved my breakdowns just for you you you

I want what I want

I need what I need

I want what I need

I need what I want

But I'm not what you wanted

But I'm not what you wanted

No I'm not what you wanted

I'm not what you wanted

Hell-bent on slipping away

I felt you slowly turn away

I've seen rock bottom

And it was love at very first sight

I've been asleep what seems like days

These dreams I love are just a phase

This life I loathe is in my way

Isn't it obvious I'm a wreck

I set these fires just for you you you

Isn't it obvious I've calmed down

I saved my breakdowns just for you you you

I felt you slowly slip away

Those cemetery eyes

These seven deadly sins

These 40 days of night

Have severed all our ties

I am the seventh son and I have my father's eyes

I am the seventh son

I am the seventh son

I am the seventh son

I am a loaded gun

I am the seventh son I am the seventh son

I am the seventh son

I am the seventh son