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charles harte – match lyrics

[intro]
icarus and daedalus both could fly
and icarus, he wanted to touch the sky
his father flew low and got out fine
but icarus’s wings were burned and fried

i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be daedalus
wish i could be dead
i wish i could be dead—

[verse 1]
(he’s so depressed)
i’m not depressed
i just feel a little isolated from the rest
stuck and sorta scrambling to find another quest
seeing all these people hanging out half dressed
when i got my coat on and i can see my breath
making clouds that i wish i could get lost in
exhausted, glasses cracked and frosted
so often i miss the way that you kissed my face
if you did it today would i be lit in flames?
is my immature imitation
of intimate implication
a one way road towards
imminent immolation?
i sit and i spit impatient
stress fuels the flames of inspiration
lost faith in the rays from above
so i spit fire to warm myself up
but the flames fizzle out into sparks
and again i’m alone in the dark

[pre+chorus]
it’s been cold
(gotta find a match)
sleeping on my own
(gotta find a match)
ain’t even got one degree
(gotta find a match)
would i rather burn than freeze
(gotta find a match)

it’s been cold
(gotta find a match)
sleeping on my own
(gotta find a match)
ain’t even got one degree
(gotta find a match)
would i rather burn than freeze
(gotta find a match)

[chorus]
gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
i gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
i gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
i gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
i gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
i gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
i gotta find a match
(gotta find a match)
[verse 2]
swipe right
think i got a match but it won’t light right
says it’s in my head, that i’m not quite bright
if i chose you guess i’m not quite deft
push them all away gotta gotta
swipe left
i’m not feeling sparks when i’m on the mic check
rhyming in the dark like there isn’t time left
like i’m not a kid and i’m trying my best
but this tinder metaphor is tired at best

how can i find my soul in a song
when i know what i feel and i know that it’s wrong?
in retrospect i guess you checked the texts
your disrespect triggered a disconnect

if my heart makes my head too hot
i should sever the connection and just turn it all off
what’s the point of matching if my skin gets charred
and singed and scarred?
you’ve been disbarred and
feelings discarded

[pre+chorus]
it’s been cold
(gotta find a match)
sleeping on my own
(gotta find a match)
ain’t even got one degree
(gotta find a match)
would i rather burn than freeze
(gotta find a match)
it’s been cold
(gotta find a match)
sleeping on my own
(gotta find a match)
ain’t even got one degree
(gotta find a match)
would i rather burn than freeze
(gotta find a match)

[outro]
what’s the point of matching if my skin gets charred
and singed and scarred?
you’ve been disbarred and
feelings discarded

what’s the point of matching if my skin gets charred
and singed and scarred?
you’ve been disbarred and
feelings discarded

- charles harte lyrics

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