Lou Doillon Make A Sound
Oh I am weary
Oh I am torn
And I try to smile
And I swallow the thorns
Ooo I am acid
And broken down
And I try to pretend
I'm fine, on my own, on my own, on my own
How many times
Can you stumble to the ground
And get back up?
No, don't you bother I'm fine
Oh the lights you adore
They're burning me down
And as hard as I try
I can't hold your hand, hold your hand, hold your hand
Cause the chips on my shoulders
They're dragging me down
Like leaded wings
They keep me shackled to the ground
And as hard as I try
They don't lift me that high
So I'll hide at the bottom
And I'll rest for a while, for a while
Oh I am tired and blue
And I can't pretend
I can't pretend
It's because of you
Oh the arrows they blow
They're striking me down
And as hard as I try
I can't make a sound, make a sound, make a sound
I can't make a sound, make a sound, make a sound
No I can't make a sound, make a sound, make a sound
I can't make a sound, make a sound, make a sound
