The Weeknd

Phantom regret by jim

Текст песни The Weeknd - Phantom regret by jim

You're turned in to Dawn FM

The middle of nowhere on your dial

So sit back and unpack

You may be here awhile

Now that all future plans have been postponed

And it's time to look back on the things you thought you owned

Do you remember them well?

Were you high or just stoned?

And how many grudges did you take to your grave?

When you weren't liked or followed, how did you behave?

Was it often a dissonant chord you were strumming?

Were you ever in tune with the song life was humming?


If pain's living on when your body's long gone

And your phantom regret hasn't let it go yet

You may not have died in the way that you must

All specters are haunted by their own lack of trust

When you're all out of time, there's nothing but space

No hunting, no gathering

No nations, no race

And Heaven is closer than those tears on your face

When the purple rain falls

We are all bathed in it's grace