Текст песни Birdy - Comforting Sounds

I don't feel alright
 In spite of these comforting sounds
 You make
 I don't feel alright
 Because you make promises
 That you break
 Into your house
 Why don't we share our solitude?
 Nothing is pure anymore but solitude
 It's hard to make sense
 Feels as if I'm sensing you
 Through a lens
 If someone else comes
 I'll just sit here listening to the drums
 Previously I never called it solitude
 And probably you know
 All the dirty shows I've put on
 Blunted and exhausted like anyone
 Honestly I tried to avoid it
 Honestly
 Back when we were kids
 We would always know when to stop
 And now all the good kids are
 Messing up
 Nobody has gained or
 Accomplished anything

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