Matt Sterling - Faded

I'm kind of faded
Makes it hard for me to trust this love we're making
Who am I to fake it?
It ain't easier to justify my patience
It done been a long time, but we're both making do
Playing in a sulfur mine, it ain't no way to soothe
And I know these thoughts are stubborn, they hate to lose
The more I fight, it's clear to see I'm made a fool
I'm worried 'bout money, I'm worried 'bout time, I'm worried 'bout spending too much of my youth
Spin that honey, entwine
I'm making my dime
I'm working on clutching my fruits
I can't find a thing to offer, I've been cut down to my roots
On your own you're bound to blossom 'cause I, I, I
I'm kind of faded
Makes it hard for me to trust this love we're making
Who am I to fake it?
It ain't easier to justify my patience
Maybe you're a product of my high
Smoke among the ashes left behind
Lingers in the fabric of my mind, mind, mind, mind
I'm kind of faded
Makes it hard for me to trust this love we're making
Who am I to fake it?
It ain't easier to justify my patience

Written by:
Matt Sterling

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