lirik lagu nick santino – i’m still around
i’ve been driving since 7am
i left florida behind me now i’m headed west
hit some snow on this old rocky road
now i’m restless so restless
met a girl who lives up in new york
she loves her job and all the people at work
left her mother in the lone star state
but she’s okay, she’s okay
i’m coming back to life
cause i’m the only one who knows what is right
tell me again cause i’m afraid of slipping under
i’m a leaf in the wind and i’m losing my grip
gotta keep myself from letting go of it now
the higher i get, the further i fall
but i’m still around
i made some money selling demos for cheap
and now i blow it on tattoos and jeans
call me pathetic call me anything but ordinary
cause like a gypsy i will move when i am ready
i’m coming back to life
cause i’m the only one who knows what is right
tell me again cause i’m afraid of slipping under
i’m a leaf in the wind and i’m losing my grip
gotta keep myself from letting go of it now
the higher i get, well the further i fall
but i’m still around
i’m getting older but i’m pushing through
i did some livin’ and now i got more to do
i wake up everyday in a new place
go back to bed with a smile on my face
i’m coming back to life
cause i’m the only one who knows what is right
tell me again cause i’m afraid of slipping under
i’m a leaf in the wind and i’m losing my grip
gotta keep myself from letting go of it now
the higher i get, the further i fall
you know the higher, i get the further i fall
i said the higher i get, oh the further i fall
but i’m still around
ooooohhh i’m still around
oooohhh i’m still around
oooohhh i’m still around
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- lirik lagu 78violet – misunderstood
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- lirik lagu us the duo – come back
- lirik lagu us the duo – final bow
- lirik lagu the strypes – mystery man
- lirik lagu marit larsen – i don’t want to talk about it
- lirik lagu ces cru – strange creature
- lirik lagu ces cru – pressure
- lirik lagu real friends – to: my old self