Short Truth - Yumi Zouma

Apart I knew we couldn't do it

We're on a wheel of misfortune

It's true that I wasn't certain

Another one who fought to

Keep things finished

Cause I think it's stupid that we're indifferent

And it's all done but

Not everything's useful

Cause I'm stuck at drawing the line

We're not gonna steal away

We're gonna get mute

Stuck up in a rut to ease

The very short truth

Surrounding our sight with my sole view

I'm counting the nights till I hold you

Nothing's gonna be okay

It's not an clean bruise

Something in my gut stops me

To say I need proof

Whatever alignment we're thrown to

I'm never deciding our own use

I know your old contemplations

Can make you apprehensive

So sure that every bit wasted

Will end up more suppressive

Now we've older

And we've just got closer to what we suffered

And it's all wrong but

Not everything's easy

Cause I suck at seeing the signs

We're not gonna steal away

We're gonna get mute

Stuck up in a rut to ease

The very short truth

Surrounding our sight with my sole view

I'm counting the nights till I hold you

Nothing's gonna be okay

It's not an clean bruise

Something in my gut stops me

To say I need proof

Whatever alignment we're thrown to

I'm never deciding our own use

We're not gonna steal away

We're gonna get mute

Stuck up in a rut to ease

The very short truth

Surrounding our sight with my sole view

I'm counting the nights till I hold you

Nothing's gonna be okay

It's not an clean bruise

Something in my gut stops me

To say I need proof

Whatever alignment we're thrown to

I'm never deciding our own use

I'm only gonna mess us round

It's just that I could never go again

I know how this is ending out

But if I could I wouldn't go alone

I'm only gonna bring you down

I thought that you would always be a friend

I know I never gave enough

And that I wouldn't have to say

I can't even see this right

If I can't be in your life

There's nothing I'd use to resort to

I'm giving this up to console you

We're not gonna steal away

We're gonna get mute

Stuck up in a rut to ease

The very short truth

Surrounding our sight with my sole view

I'm counting the nights till I hold you

Nothing's gonna be okay

It's not an clean bruise

Something in my gut stops me

To say I need proof

Whatever alignment we're thrown to

I'm never deciding our own use

We're not gonna steal away

We're gonna get mute

Stuck up in a rut to ease

The very short truth

Surrounding our sight with my sole view

I'm counting the nights till I hold you

Nothing's gonna be okay

It's not an clean bruise

Something in my gut stops me

To say I need proof

Whatever alignment we're thrown to

I'm never deciding our own use