Fatal Flaw

Anchor & Braille

It's so easy for one to find

the fatal flaws in everyone else

We never stare very long into mirrors

We're under our own spell

I'm growing tired of finding myself all alone (all alone)

What's the point in coming back,

to this house if nobody's home?

Counting all the reasons,

staring at the ceiling, wondering how i ended up here

Wasnt even the wrong time, questioning how and why, thinking I just want someone here

I dont wanna die

Don't want to fall in love here.

I don't want to die

Don't want to fall in love again.

Why are we so afraid to admit why when we are wrong

We try to blame everybody else, they keep playing the same song

Counting all the reasons

Staring at the ceiling

Wondering how I ended up here

Wasn't even the wrong time,

Keep questioning how and why

Thinking I just want someone near

I don't want to die

Don't want to fall in love here.

I don't want to die

Don't want to fall in love again.