歌词
[Intro] [Verse] Fourth floor on Atlantic Ave Everything I used to have Keys turning in the lock Watching the ticking clock Rain hitting the glass pane Washing away the old stain [Pre-Chorus] I’m standing on the floor Looking for the open door I don’t live here no more Settling every single score [Chorus] I’m back in the room Breaking out of the gloom Sketchbook in my hand Just like I planned From coffee beans to scenes Living out all my dreams Yeah I made it through Now I’m seeing the view [Verse] Milk foam on my apron Dreams that I was shapin' Flyers for the punk band Doing it all by hand Photoshop would always freeze Begging for a little ease Render times were so slow Nowhere else for me to go [Chorus] I’m back in the room Breaking out of the gloom Sketchbook in my hand Just like I planned From coffee beans to scenes Living out all my dreams Yeah I made it through Now I’m seeing the view [Bridge] Charcoal on the white page Breaking out of the cage Every line is a map Falling into my lap I remember the cold nights Under these flickering lights [Verse] Portfolio was looking thin Waiting for the win to begin Cramped space with a big heart This is where I got my start Autumn leaves on the street Victory tastes so sweet [Hook] I found what I left behind Peace of my own mind Everything is aligned No longer feeling confined [Outro]
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