Trace Faulkner - This

Don't ask how it's going it's not going at all
It's not going round in my mind 5 hundred times 9 feet tall
I know the problem's not with people we knew
It's with little more than a reason I kept believing you
Kept believing you

So tell me what is the truth but a lie that's a fact

Don't tell me you're sorry or say everything's fine
Say it's all for the best there's no more us to contest bottom line
I'm not quiet coz I'm angry but I'm mad as hell too
It's with little more than a feeling I quit believing in you
Quit believing in you

So tell me what is the truth but a lie that's a fact
Where is the proof when there's no use in us going back
Where is the tide as it turns up and laughs
Where is the sign I'm not losing my head

I wish I wish starting over could be anything but this
I wish I wish starting over could be anything but this
I wish I wish starting over could be anything but this
I wish I wish starting over could be anything anything anything anything but this

Written by:
Trace Faulkner

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