Nothing by Vérité
Album : Somewhere In Between
Released : 2017
There’s nothing that I could explain
That your mother couldn’t explain to you
[?] your lips
There’s nothing to figure out
That you couldn’t figure out
Some *** tips
From where I live
Maybe I could do without
You stringing up your doubt
Like my tongue around my house
Maybe I could do without
Your memories on the walls
All the nights that I can recall
Keep my time like the time before
Nothing to do
So give me you
Nothing to do
Then I do
There’s nothing left here to want
Ends up starving you to die
Put your lips on my lips
There’s nothing that I could explain
Stop spinning up again
So I’m speaking through my teeth
And leave everything [?]
A memory in the wall
All the bodies [?]
Keep my time like the time before
Nothing to do
So give me you
Nothing to do
Then I do
There’s nothing that I could say
There’s nothing that I could
Stick it to better days
Stick it to better
There’s nothing that I could say
To take it to better days
Nothing to do
So give me you
Nothing to do
So give me you
Nothing to do
● Vérité – Somewhere In Between (Album 2017)
1. When You’re Gone
2. Phase Me Out
3. Death of Me
4. Bout You
5. Better
6. Need Nothing
7. Saint
8. Solutions
9. Floor
10. Somewhere In Between
11. Nothing
12. Control
13. Freedom of Falling
[contact-form][contact-field label=”Your Name” type=”name” required=”1″ /][contact-field label=”Artist Name” type=”text” required=”1″ /][contact-field label=”Song Titles” type=”text” required=”1″ /][contact-field label=”Lyrics” type=”textarea” required=”1″ /][/contact-form]
○ Listen to “Vérité” Songs
● “Wasteland ”
[ Quotable ]
But I keep crawling over you for now
Cause everything I feel is a waste of time
Holding onto something I can’t see
Won’t comfort me tonight
● “Rearrange ”
[ Quotable ]
Like I’m standing in one place
The same familiar state
You know I stay hopeless for a while
Let you take me down
As long as I don’t feel it
Cause in the end I never mean it, I can say this time
● “Heartbeat ”
[ Quotable ]
And I know it’s a surprise
How tall I stand sometimes
But I’ve written my goodbyes
On a folded napkin
Slipped inside your pocket
Before you left me standing
I knew you weren’t listening