Teksty: Academy Is... (The). Santi. Chop Chop.

Chop chop

I've got myself to blame for this
I've tried to compensate for everything I'm not,
and every face forgotten.
You felt the sun warming your bed
you looked so quintessential pressed against that cross,
in the face of what was lost.
Still I'm not asking much of me,
and you're ignoring the matter...

You'll shut me up and bleed me dry.
Cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle
If nothing else matters, then
I will die trying,
thinking about you and I.

Three years on Friday since we met
you felt that existential kiss upon your neck.
how could we forget that?
Still I'm through acting like this feels right,
and that nothing else matters.

You'll shut me up and bleed me dry.
Cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle
If nothing else matters, then
I will die trying,
trying not to think about you...
Yeah

It's on yourself and no one else.
It's on yourself and no one else.
but without hindsight
I guess it serves me right.

You'll shut me up and bleed me dry.
Cheap champagne and a disappearing lifeline.
if nothing else matters
then I will die trying
thinking about you and I.

Shut me up and bleed me dry
it's only a matter of time
Cheap champagne and a complicated lifestyle
it's only a matter of time.
Santi