Something From Nothing Songtext
von Fairground Saints

I get up, I get down to the sound of your love
Always telling myself that I′m never enough
Just a bird in the sky with my eyes on the road
I don't want to be just another one of your seasons, just another one of your reasons to go
Somedays i get high on the sight of your shoulder
Somedays i wake up to a bed so much colder
It′s getting harder to function, If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making Somethin' from Nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh
I get lost, I get found, I get high in these clouds
Searchin for all the ways i can keep you around
Just a word on a page, Just a girl on your arm
I don′t want to be just another one of your seasons, just another one of your reasons to go
Somedays i get high on the sight of your shoulder Somedays i wake up to a bed so much colder
It′s getting harder to function, If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making Somethin' from Nothin′
Whoo yeah yeahhh
I've been sinking, Over-thinking everything and it′s getting old
Stones wont break me, stars don't make me up and I am
Done it all for show, let it go
But i just thought that you should know
Somedays i get high on the sight of your shoulder
Somedays i wake up to a bed so much colder
It′s getting harder to function, If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making Somethin' from Nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh X4