Grasping At Straws
Album: To Hell With You
By: Bleu
By: Bleu
Duration
3:38
Genres
Lyrics
grasping at straws memories are like enemies who pretend to be your friend tricking you into thinking you didn't do the things you did and when the truth comes by with a pack of lies and hands you all of your flaws you're grasping at straws reaching for stars only to find you can't reach that far pulling at loose ends like noose threads ringing your neck 'til you're left grasping at straws fame's a fist full of little sticks you pick until they're gone some are short, and some are sweet, but almost none are long and when it was time to choose, you knew you'd loose but just could not resist the draw of grasping at straws reaching for stars only to find you can't reach that far pulling at loose ends like noose threads ringing your neck 'til you're left grasping at straws and now that you left us hangin' out to dry it's hard to hold on, maybe i should try grasping at straws searching for god gasping for breath beating the odds grasping at straws reaching for stars maybe i'll find it isn't that hard pulling at loose ends like noose threads ringing my neck 'til i'm...