Honest to God
Ross Leighton, Joshua Keogh
Spend December curled up
With the blinds drawn and a warm cup
I couldn't explain it so I won't even try
But the light in my eyes has gone cold
Honest to God
I'm tired of trying so hard to find
All of the pieces of me that I lost
Somewhere along the line
When the spring came I was maxed out
Trying to steer two sinking ships with my head in a blackout
I couldn't explain it so I won't even try
But the light in my eyes has gone cold
Honest to God
I'm tired of trying so hard to find
All of the pieces of me that I lost somewhere
Somewhere
Somewhere
Somewhere
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground
I'm just trying to keep my feet on the ground