Up Against The Fault by Blueline Medic Lyrics
No call this morning, no sleep at all
Not getting any answers searching through telephones
Oh absence, take form
Half cold in a king size dawn
Breaking still despite the holding on
Someone tell me, What am I doing wrong?
Clothes I can throw away, hair I can cut, strip or stain
Moods I promise to turn like corners
And get out of my own way but on what chance can this stand?
With that, half a heart in some desperate plan
I dont know who it is I'm up against
Someone tell me, What am I doing wrong?
Youre keeping me close and against and I think to a fault
I'll have to do something each blazing morning, burns a little slow
Is there something needs telling?
Some good that I'm not doing?
Provide some helpful point upon which I could fall
Or dont suggest anything
Its probably nothing
Its nothing if no one can see that theres anything wrong
Not getting any answers searching through telephones
Oh absence, take form
Half cold in a king size dawn
Breaking still despite the holding on
Someone tell me, What am I doing wrong?
Clothes I can throw away, hair I can cut, strip or stain
Moods I promise to turn like corners
And get out of my own way but on what chance can this stand?
With that, half a heart in some desperate plan
I dont know who it is I'm up against
Someone tell me, What am I doing wrong?
Youre keeping me close and against and I think to a fault
I'll have to do something each blazing morning, burns a little slow
Is there something needs telling?
Some good that I'm not doing?
Provide some helpful point upon which I could fall
Or dont suggest anything
Its probably nothing
Its nothing if no one can see that theres anything wrong