Park National - Dead On The Page

Thinking in circles, I waste up my life
Nothing can change cause it's in my design
I wish I was happy and well all the time
Why do I even try
I spent 17 years on that couch in the basement
Saying over and over again
"I'll find the right reason to keep my heart beating" but
I still can't picture it
You said write down your troubles, draw down your pain
The feeling can't hurt you, it's dead on the page
I tried every option and spelled out my name
But it still sounds the same
I spent 17 years on that couch in the basement
Saying over and over again
"I'll find the right reason to keep my heart beating" but
I still can't picture it
You said write down your troubles and draw down your pain
The feeling can't hurt you, it's dead on the page
Write down your troubles and draw down your pain
The feeling can't hurt you, it's dead on the page

Written by:
Liam Fagan

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