Best Coast - Wreckage Lyrics
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Wreckage
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What Are The Lyrics For Wreckage By Best Coast?
So sorry for everything
You know I really wanted it to work out I put the blame on everybody Was incapable of not being stressed out I, I wanted to move on But I, I kept writing the same songs Now that everything's burned down I can put it all to bed If only I could make sense of it When it's swirling in my head I'm so sick of being proud And I've got nothing left to say Guess I'm really still the best at Getting in my own way So if I'm good now Then why do I feel Like a failure almost every day? And if I'm wise now Then why do I feel Like I'm lying straight to your face? I, I wanted to move on But I, I keep doing this thing wrong Now that everything's burned down I can put it all to bed If only I could make sense of it When it's swirling in my head I'm so sick of being proud And I've got nothing left to say Guess I'm really still the best at Getting in my own way I'll keep pushing forward So I don't slip way behind Now that everything's burned down I can put it all to bed If only I could make sense of it When it's swirling in my head I'm so sick of being proud And I've got nothing left to say Guess I'm really still the best at Getting in my own way No one's saying that I've got to be perfect So why do I keep pushing myself? No one's saying that I've got to be perfect So why do I keep pushing myself? |
Who Wrote Wreckage By Best Coast?
Bethany Cosentino
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What's The Duration Of The Wreckage By Best Coast?The duration of Wreckage is 3:24 minutes and seconds. |
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