Woke up in a daydream
Looked like something I've seen before
Everyone was crazy
And I was the only one unchanging
Fell apart in my hands
Before the sun rose and fell again
Like some kind of train wreck
The freights hang from my chest
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
This time
If I make it to the end of a line
Before I'm lying on the floor, asking for a reason
But it's never-ending
The waiting on an ending
Those rusted edges
Cut deep red patterns in my head
I hold them in my hands
Until they're stained with absence
Like some kind of train wreck
The freights hang from my chest
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
This time
If I make it to the end of a line
Before I'm lying on the floor, asking for a reason
But it's never-ending
Just waiting on an ending
From the Wreckage - Maybe Lyrics
From the Wreckage - Maybe Lyrics
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Woke up in a daydream
Looked like something I've seen before
Everyone was crazy
And I was the only one unchanging
Fell apart in my hands
Before the sun rose and fell again
Like some kind of train wreck
The freights hang from my chest
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
This time
If I make it to the end of a line
Before I'm lying on the floor, asking for a reason
But it's never-ending
The waiting on an ending
Those rusted edges
Cut deep red patterns in my head
I hold them in my hands
Until they're stained with absence
Like some kind of train wreck
The freights hang from my chest
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
This time
If I make it to the end of a line
Before I'm lying on the floor, asking for a reason
But it's never-ending
Just waiting on an ending
Looked like something I've seen before
Everyone was crazy
And I was the only one unchanging
Fell apart in my hands
Before the sun rose and fell again
Like some kind of train wreck
The freights hang from my chest
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
This time
If I make it to the end of a line
Before I'm lying on the floor, asking for a reason
But it's never-ending
The waiting on an ending
Those rusted edges
Cut deep red patterns in my head
I hold them in my hands
Until they're stained with absence
Like some kind of train wreck
The freights hang from my chest
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
This time
If I make it to the end of a line
Before I'm lying on the floor, asking for a reason
But it's never-ending
Just waiting on an ending
Writer: Eloise Harrington
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid