This song caught the ear of my inner teenager.
Last night in "Atlanta," I was just so tired
I felt empty, I felt full of lead
I sang to the red glow of the "exit" sign
As if it were the light at the end
How much longer can I go?
Singing to them if they don't come back
Again and again
When it's so hard not to feel
That the beauty isn't real
That it's never good enough
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
That I do belong in this world I live in
All of the cruel lies I hear myself say, throw them away
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs
I'm singing
When I flew back to Boston, I was just so wired
I felt angry, I felt full of dread
I sat by a window and I looked outside
And through the tears, I saw the sunset
How much longer can I go?
What if I lose myself and don't come back
Again and again?
When it's so hard not to feel
That the clouds are all that's real
That the sun is never coming back, never coming back, never coming back
Well, I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
That I do belong in this world I live in
All of the cruel lies I hear myself say, throw them away
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs
I'm singing, oh no
I'm still singing, oh no
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
That I do belong in this world I live in
All of the cruel lies I hear myself say, throw them away
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs
I'm singing
I'm singing
Still singing, oh.
-- ALisa Amidor
Last night in "Atlanta," I was just so tired
I felt empty, I felt full of lead
I sang to the red glow of the "exit" sign
As if it were the light at the end
How much longer can I go?
Singing to them if they don't come back
Again and again
When it's so hard not to feel
That the beauty isn't real
That it's never good enough
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
That I do belong in this world I live in
All of the cruel lies I hear myself say, throw them away
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs
I'm singing
When I flew back to Boston, I was just so wired
I felt angry, I felt full of dread
I sat by a window and I looked outside
And through the tears, I saw the sunset
How much longer can I go?
What if I lose myself and don't come back
Again and again?
When it's so hard not to feel
That the clouds are all that's real
That the sun is never coming back, never coming back, never coming back
Well, I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
That I do belong in this world I live in
All of the cruel lies I hear myself say, throw them away
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs
I'm singing, oh no
I'm still singing, oh no
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs I'm singing
I need to believe, I need to believe
That I do belong in this world I live in
All of the cruel lies I hear myself say, throw them away
I need to believe, I need to believe
That there's nothing wrong with the songs
I'm singing
I'm singing
Still singing, oh.
-- ALisa Amidor
Inner teenager
Date: 2024-07-26 11:13 am (UTC)Re: Inner teenager
Date: 2024-07-29 06:56 am (UTC)WERS is my favorite station :)
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Date: 2024-07-28 05:56 am (UTC)huggs you back I accidentally gave you the other commenter's comment ahahah
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