Garden State کے بول

The Garden State Has never looked so pitiful and gray As I awake to the garbage left today I hope they take all of my old mistakes 'Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own My eye, it spins When I look at the mirror glancing at the man I see With anchors for his eyes I build my castles up in the skies So when it rains, they melt away with shame Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses Is this all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars To help connect the dots and turn my cuts into scars? All of my fears Are getting checked by the medicine I take All of the guards are scared there's rumors of dissent There will be a riot in my heart soon It wants to be beneath the open sky Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses Is this all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars To help connect the dots and turn my cuts into scars? My regrets are what keep me still alive, I need to make up for all the lies. My regrets are what keep me still alive, I need to make up for all the lies. Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses Is this all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars To help connect the dots and turn my cuts into scars? Here I am Looking down at the bottom of the glasses Is this all my fault that I need a sign like shooting stars To help connect the dots and turn my cuts into scars? My regrets are what keep me still alive, I need to make up for all the lies.