Little heart attacks
by The Sunday Drivers
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Got to find
Another way out
Another meaning in the little things
´Cause in your head everything is crucial
Everything was crucial before you came
Got to find
Another way out
Another meaning in the little things
´Cause in your head everything is crucial
But everything was crucial before you came
You say you´re having little heart attacks
If any face
If any gesture
If any one can make you feel a wretch
Go keep on fighting
Everything you´re fighting
Though everyone you´re fighting will always be your foe
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You know it´s meaningless,
You´re not so shallow,
Look at me:
I´m living with the leftovers you left for me
If you don´t mind
I´ll find the way out
I know the meaning in the little things
´Cause in my head everything is trivial
But everything is trivial since the day you came
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You know it´s meaningless,
You´re not so shallow,
Look at me:
I´m living with the leftovers you left for me
Got to find a reason, a reason to forget
And just my bloody luck
That you have bust your head
Why the hell I´m singing,
Whatever that I sing,
You need to find a way out,
You can go through me
Got to find a reason, a reason to forget
And just my bloody luck
That you have bust your head
Why the hell I´m singing,
Whatever that I sing,
You need to find a reason
And the reason´s me...
La lalalala (...)
Another way out
Another meaning in the little things
´Cause in your head everything is crucial
Everything was crucial before you came
Got to find
Another way out
Another meaning in the little things
´Cause in your head everything is crucial
But everything was crucial before you came
You say you´re having little heart attacks
If any face
If any gesture
If any one can make you feel a wretch
Go keep on fighting
Everything you´re fighting
Though everyone you´re fighting will always be your foe
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You know it´s meaningless,
You´re not so shallow,
Look at me:
I´m living with the leftovers you left for me
If you don´t mind
I´ll find the way out
I know the meaning in the little things
´Cause in my head everything is trivial
But everything is trivial since the day you came
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You say you´re having little heart attacks
(that´s all you say)
You know it´s meaningless,
You´re not so shallow,
Look at me:
I´m living with the leftovers you left for me
Got to find a reason, a reason to forget
And just my bloody luck
That you have bust your head
Why the hell I´m singing,
Whatever that I sing,
You need to find a way out,
You can go through me
Got to find a reason, a reason to forget
And just my bloody luck
That you have bust your head
Why the hell I´m singing,
Whatever that I sing,
You need to find a reason
And the reason´s me...
La lalalala (...)