Lyrics "Tangled", Peach Luffe
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Mornings and nights are a blur
And coffee at night couldn't hurt my sleep
'Cause 8 a.m. and 8 p.m. feel the same to me
I have so many things to do
Yet I lose myself in a show or two
I'm walking on eggshells and trying not to fall over
I'm tired of every day
Entangled in every way
Can I go back
To my old ways?
I stand in the shower for hours
But thoughts and my fears start to wander
They're craving the thrill of the wind and a field
of flowers
I'm tired of every day
Entangled in every way
Can I go back
To my old ways?
But fresh at night, my desire
Would just add fuel to the fire
Is it just me or something within my soul
I'm tired in every way
Entangled in every day
Can I go back?