VOILÀ - glass half empty (slowed+reverb)

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  • Опубликовано: 29 янв 2025

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  • @Djidji-11
    @Djidji-11 Месяц назад

    Incredible❤️

  • @Djidji-11
    @Djidji-11 Месяц назад

    Lyrics
    All my life
    Been waging war in my mind
    Been waiting for something right
    Been praying for the sun to shine
    Apathy
    A friend and my enemy
    Another blind visionary
    I never cry but I bleed
    Woah
    Tell me what does it feel like
    To feel anything again
    I know that it takes time
    But this never ends
    And I'm starting to realize
    The glass half empty has been
    Just a way to be baptized
    In the taste of your own medicine
    Don't tell mom
    Tell her it's just a song
    And Tell her I'm holding on
    And sorry I missed her call
    Woah
    What if this wasn't what I wanted?
    Can I return this life I started?
    Twenty six years and I'm exhausted
    I guess we're calling this an artist
    Tell me what does it feel like
    To feel anything again
    I know that it takes time
    But this never ends
    And I'm starting to realize
    The glass half empty has been
    Just a way to be baptized
    In the taste of your own medicine
    And I call it a cry for help
    But you call it a chorus
    But as long as these records sell
    I guess we just ignore it
    I guess we just ignore it
    "I just hope that someday someone would love me"
    Tell me what does it feel like
    To feel anything again
    I know that it takes time
    But this never ends
    And I'm starting to realize
    The glass half empty has been
    Just a way to be baptized
    In the taste of your own medicine
    All my life
    Been waging war an my mind
    Been waiting for something right
    Been praying for the sun to shine
    Apathy
    A friend and my enemy
    Another blind visionary
    I never cry but I bleed
    Tell me what does it feel like
    To feel anything again
    I know that it takes time
    But this never ends
    And I'm starting to realize
    The glass half empty has been
    Just a way to be baptized
    In the taste of your own medicine