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My Inability to Learn a New Language

๐Ÿ‘ค Danmark โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Part One โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:06
๐ŸŽต 1367 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:06 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Sing a set of poems
But more than that was shown
You set the bar for passionate tones
Against the tide you'd row
What kept you held in tow
Was the undercurrent ripping far below
What we didn't know
Was that you felt as low
As the amount of times I called you on the phone
What we wouldn't give in gold
To resurrect your soul
To resurrect your soul

We're measured in grey
And we're still holding on
A new language
But the words come out wrong

Standing back of that room
There's not a word, not a sound
You set the bar for passionate tones
We refuse to believe
That you've gone back to this ground
The undercurrent ripping far below
Standing back of that room
There's not a word, there's not a sound
The amount of times I called you on the phone
We refuse to believe
That you've gone back to this ground

We're measured in grey
And we're still holding on
A new language
But the words come out wrong

Nothing's felt right since January
Nothing's felt right since January
Nothing's felt right since January

Nothing's felt right since January
(Sing a set of poems)
(But more than that was shown)
Nothing's felt right since January
(Against the tide you'd row)
(What kept you held in tow)
But nothing's felt right since January
(What we didn't know)
(Was that you felt as low)
Nothing's felt right since Jan u ary
(What we wouldn't give in gold)
(To resurrect your soul)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:22.06] Sing a set of poems
[00:24.72] But more than that was shown
[00:29.52] You set the bar for passionate tones
[00:33.34] Against the tide you'd row
[00:35.88] What kept you held in tow
[00:40.15] Was the undercurrent ripping far below
[00:44.49] What we didn't know
[00:46.94] Was that you felt as low
[00:51.65] As the amount of times I called you on the phone
[00:55.30] What we wouldn't give in gold
[00:58.39] To resurrect your soul
[01:03.15] To resurrect your soul
[01:09.94] We're measured in grey
[01:15.32] And we're still holding on
[01:20.74] A new language
[01:26.56] But the words come out wrong
[01:40.96] Standing back of that room
[01:43.65] There's not a word, not a sound
[01:48.60] You set the bar for passionate tones
[01:51.67] We refuse to believe
[01:54.60] That you've gone back to this ground
[01:59.30] The undercurrent ripping far below
[02:03.36] Standing back of that room
[02:05.88] There's not a word, there's not a sound
[02:11.07] The amount of times I called you on the phone
[02:14.42] We refuse to believe
[02:17.22] That you've gone back to this ground
[02:28.68] We're measured in grey
[02:34.26] And we're still holding on
[02:40.04] A new language
[02:45.36] But the words come out wrong
[03:11.91] Nothing's felt right since January
[03:23.37] Nothing's felt right since January
[03:34.39] Nothing's felt right since January
[04:01.57] Nothing's felt right since January
[04:07.06] (Sing a set of poems)
[04:09.44] (But more than that was shown)
[04:12.15] Nothing's felt right since January
[04:17.80] (Against the tide you'd row)
[04:20.38] (What kept you held in tow)
[04:23.04] But nothing's felt right since January
[04:28.99] (What we didn't know)
[04:31.14] (Was that you felt as low)
[04:34.49] Nothing's felt right since Jan u ary
[04:39.82] (What we wouldn't give in gold)
[04:42.77] (To resurrect your soul)
[04:47.96]

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