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Adele And Her Turning table


Adele – 21 – Turning Tables

Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we’re fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

I can’t keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can’t breathe
So, I won’t let you close enough to hurt me
No, I won’t rescue you, you to just desert me
I cant give you, what you think you gave me

It’s time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables

Under haunted skies I see ooh
Where love is lost, your ghost is found
I braved a hundred storms to leave you
As hard as you try, no I will never be knocked down

I can’t keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can’t breathe
So, I won’t let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won’t rescue you, you to just desert me
I cant give you, what you think you gave me

It’s time to say goodbye to turning tables
Turning tables
Next time I’ll be braver
I’ll be my own savior

When the thunder calls for me
Next time I’ll be braver

I’ll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet

I won’t let you close enough to hurt me, no
I won’t rescue you, you to just desert me
I cant give you, what you think you gave me

It’s time to say goodbye to turning tables

To turning tables

Turning tables, yeah

Turning, oh

ever tried sleeping at wee hours only to have exhaustion take over you but only sink to nightmare? for once, not twice but for nearly 2 weeks? you either cry to sleep or wake up crying? painful, heart wrenching. it like adding salt to wound, then cut it open again to repeat the process

and for just once, being exhausted to no end, you finally manged to blackout at a farmer’s sleeping time, dreamless at last for the first time but to only wake up to voice of chatters that dont seems to even try to end?

and there goes the blaming, the past, the pointing finger and turning tables

what are the words to judge someone whom immediately points their finger at someone else and jumped to the past with the list of other fault at the moment when people point out they are wrong at the moment?

then there it goes back to restless lying on the bed filled only with despair and frustration with the tinge of pain all over.

here comes the wee hours again.