Besedila: Birds of Tokyo. Sorry.

Ia??m circling every thought,
My reason has awoken.
Change it wona??t matter much,
The overwhelming taste of sweet mutinies.
Deathening on my thoughts,
The one thing I dona??t know where Ia??m coming from.
Leta??s slip into overdrive,
Darling I wona??t try to save myself.

Bloodthirsty alibi,
Still I fear the worst is to come.
Open your fair blind eyes,
For angels shall awake and then theya??ll fall.
Give them the chance to fly,
You will understand where Ia??m coming from.
Choices they pass you by,
Take hold of it.

And Ia??m sorry,
Ia??m still sorry,
Ia??m still learning to let you go.
Ia??m sorry,
Ia??m still sorry,
Ia??m still learning let you away.

I can do anything yes.
I can do anything, yeah.
I can do anything but,
I cana??t feel (I cana??t feel it).
No I cana??t feel (I cana??t feel it).
No I cana??t feel (I cana??t feel it).
No I cana??t feel.

I dona??t think I need,
What you say I need.
I dona??t think I feel,

What you say I feel.
I dona??t think I need,
What you say I need.
No I dona??t think.

I feel the love,
The strength to feed that I need.
Hit the road,
And then I fear I sing,
Someone else.
I begin to love,
The strength to feel that I need.
Hit the road,
And then I fear I am,
So blind.

And Ia??m sorry,
Ia??m still sorry,
Ia??m still learning to let you go.
So sorry,
Ia??m still sorry,
Ia??m still learning to let you.

Spin my world ita??s enough,
Lay me down in the dirt,
Give me room I cana??t move,
You know Ia??m begging you try.
Give me back ita??s enough,
Lay me down in the dirt,
Give me room I cana??t move,
And I beg you to try,
For me now, this time.