Lostboycrow - Waste of Time

Sick of this ceiling
And tired of the bedroom floor
Swimming in the hallway
Looking for an open door
I've tried to sleep
I've sung these songs before
They come back to me in different colors

These shadows and numbers are staring me down
Yeah, I hate the feeling of hanging around

Maybe this time maybe this time
We'll be fine
We could make shapes out of old ways
Watch them fight the sky
The mind is a cage no bird is used to
When we fly, whatever we make is never
A waste of time

Breathing my demons funny how they all blow smoke
Talking to the good ones
And laughing at the songs we wrote
I've had this dream, a little less intense when I'm sleeping
And my tongue keeps speaking different colors

These shadows and numbers keep staring my down
Ooh you know I hate it when they do that

Maybe this time maybe this time
We'll be fine
We could make shapes out of old ways
Watch them fight the sky
The mind is a cage no bird is used to
When we fly, whatever we make is never
A waste of time

Maybe this time maybe this time
We'll be fine
We could make shapes out of old ways
Watch them fight the sky
The mind is a cage no bird is used to
When we fly, whatever we make is never
A waste of time

Written by:
JASEN RAUCH, ANTHONY ARMSTRONG, ROB GRAVES

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Capitol CMG Publishing

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