Fragile (feat. Chin Z.)
๐ต 1335 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:40 duration
๐ ID: 27998820
๐ Lyrics
Can you catch up?
Although increasing pace
You can't make up ground
Always one tiny step behind
And I behave
As if I knew what to do
Every prospect I take
From the vastness of lives to choose
I watched them from afar
Now settle what
You owe to your past
Break the lock of your cell
Free your mind from
Tempting regress
Declare war on yourself
Declare war on yourself
But in a system
So compassionate
People melt into a collective mass
And they're jumping onto railways
Just to catch a non-existent train
It's mocking me
Though I complain
I am part of the routine
Wasting all my faculties
I will change my state
I'm turning the page
(I'm more than this fragile batch of skin and bones)
I stop being afraid of myself
(I'm more than an accumulation of thoughts)
I repeat this match for the better
(My hands are for acting
My arms are for love)
Repeat to hold it in my head
(My throat is too dry
Still to swallow the pill)
And all the faith to be buried
(Faith to be burried)
It will hurt
(It will hurt)
It will hurt
(It will hurt)
It will hurt
(It will hurt)
It's so odd
To look at someone
You used to call yourself
And no longer
Feel a thing
What a fortune
I'm renewing
I would have done so much in different ways
But right in front of me
Stands an old and rigid man
To be transformed
Just a handshake away
From breakdown and fall
Although increasing pace
You can't make up ground
Always one tiny step behind
And I behave
As if I knew what to do
Every prospect I take
From the vastness of lives to choose
I watched them from afar
Now settle what
You owe to your past
Break the lock of your cell
Free your mind from
Tempting regress
Declare war on yourself
Declare war on yourself
But in a system
So compassionate
People melt into a collective mass
And they're jumping onto railways
Just to catch a non-existent train
It's mocking me
Though I complain
I am part of the routine
Wasting all my faculties
I will change my state
I'm turning the page
(I'm more than this fragile batch of skin and bones)
I stop being afraid of myself
(I'm more than an accumulation of thoughts)
I repeat this match for the better
(My hands are for acting
My arms are for love)
Repeat to hold it in my head
(My throat is too dry
Still to swallow the pill)
And all the faith to be buried
(Faith to be burried)
It will hurt
(It will hurt)
It will hurt
(It will hurt)
It will hurt
(It will hurt)
It's so odd
To look at someone
You used to call yourself
And no longer
Feel a thing
What a fortune
I'm renewing
I would have done so much in different ways
But right in front of me
Stands an old and rigid man
To be transformed
Just a handshake away
From breakdown and fall
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.40] Can you catch up?
[00:02.16] Although increasing pace
[00:04.39] You can't make up ground
[00:05.97] Always one tiny step behind
[00:14.89] And I behave
[00:16.84] As if I knew what to do
[00:18.80] Every prospect I take
[00:20.71] From the vastness of lives to choose
[00:24.39] I watched them from afar
[00:29.71] Now settle what
[00:31.82] You owe to your past
[00:33.60] Break the lock of your cell
[00:35.33] Free your mind from
[00:36.96] Tempting regress
[00:38.80] Declare war on yourself
[00:42.52] Declare war on yourself
[00:54.92] But in a system
[00:56.05] So compassionate
[00:57.52] People melt into a collective mass
[00:59.66] And they're jumping onto railways
[01:02.30] Just to catch a non-existent train
[01:04.59] It's mocking me
[01:05.75] Though I complain
[01:07.08] I am part of the routine
[01:10.29] Wasting all my faculties
[01:12.55] I will change my state
[01:32.94] I'm turning the page
[01:34.84] (I'm more than this fragile batch of skin and bones)
[01:37.84] I stop being afraid of myself
[01:40.74] (I'm more than an accumulation of thoughts)
[01:43.38] I repeat this match for the better
[01:47.44] (My hands are for acting
[01:48.61] My arms are for love)
[01:49.37] Repeat to hold it in my head
[01:50.92] (My throat is too dry
[01:52.12] Still to swallow the pill)
[01:52.64] And all the faith to be buried
[01:57.86] (Faith to be burried)
[01:57.97] It will hurt
[02:01.39] (It will hurt)
[02:01.48] It will hurt
[02:01.62] (It will hurt)
[02:01.72] It will hurt
[02:01.98] (It will hurt)
[02:12.28] It's so odd
[02:13.20] To look at someone
[02:13.91] You used to call yourself
[02:15.87] And no longer
[02:16.93] Feel a thing
[02:18.17] What a fortune
[02:19.32] I'm renewing
[02:20.45] I would have done so much in different ways
[02:23.15] But right in front of me
[02:24.28] Stands an old and rigid man
[02:26.67] To be transformed
[02:27.66] Just a handshake away
[02:30.18] From breakdown and fall
[02:34.06]
[00:02.16] Although increasing pace
[00:04.39] You can't make up ground
[00:05.97] Always one tiny step behind
[00:14.89] And I behave
[00:16.84] As if I knew what to do
[00:18.80] Every prospect I take
[00:20.71] From the vastness of lives to choose
[00:24.39] I watched them from afar
[00:29.71] Now settle what
[00:31.82] You owe to your past
[00:33.60] Break the lock of your cell
[00:35.33] Free your mind from
[00:36.96] Tempting regress
[00:38.80] Declare war on yourself
[00:42.52] Declare war on yourself
[00:54.92] But in a system
[00:56.05] So compassionate
[00:57.52] People melt into a collective mass
[00:59.66] And they're jumping onto railways
[01:02.30] Just to catch a non-existent train
[01:04.59] It's mocking me
[01:05.75] Though I complain
[01:07.08] I am part of the routine
[01:10.29] Wasting all my faculties
[01:12.55] I will change my state
[01:32.94] I'm turning the page
[01:34.84] (I'm more than this fragile batch of skin and bones)
[01:37.84] I stop being afraid of myself
[01:40.74] (I'm more than an accumulation of thoughts)
[01:43.38] I repeat this match for the better
[01:47.44] (My hands are for acting
[01:48.61] My arms are for love)
[01:49.37] Repeat to hold it in my head
[01:50.92] (My throat is too dry
[01:52.12] Still to swallow the pill)
[01:52.64] And all the faith to be buried
[01:57.86] (Faith to be burried)
[01:57.97] It will hurt
[02:01.39] (It will hurt)
[02:01.48] It will hurt
[02:01.62] (It will hurt)
[02:01.72] It will hurt
[02:01.98] (It will hurt)
[02:12.28] It's so odd
[02:13.20] To look at someone
[02:13.91] You used to call yourself
[02:15.87] And no longer
[02:16.93] Feel a thing
[02:18.17] What a fortune
[02:19.32] I'm renewing
[02:20.45] I would have done so much in different ways
[02:23.15] But right in front of me
[02:24.28] Stands an old and rigid man
[02:26.67] To be transformed
[02:27.66] Just a handshake away
[02:30.18] From breakdown and fall
[02:34.06]