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Deadlights
Deadlights
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Dylan Davidson
Dylan Davidson
Lead Vocals
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Tynan Reibelt
Tynan Reibelt
Songwriter
Dylan Davidson
Dylan Davidson
Songwriter
Joshua O'Callaghan
Joshua O'Callaghan
Songwriter

Texty

I felt better before, I felt balanced, One foot on the ground, One foot in the door. But these thoughts have been stealing my dreams from me. Running between my ears without a leash, No I won't be beaten by nostalgia, I'll my chances with the future. This generation gap, Is all we've needed for so long to get on track. So close yet so far yet so close yet so far. Everyone I talk to seems to want greed, But the change has begun. Everyone that I meet is on a different wavelength, United as one we could have the strength. To once and for all put an end to it all. In spite of what you have been told, The bent truth will unfold, Walking on ice you've been sold. Waiting I stare at a half empty glass, Sip and watch the time pass. & I'm sure that it won't be the last time I... You say I'm ungrateful for everything I've got. I'm not alone we've all lost the plot. Does the stench in the air match the taste in your mouth? Does the stench in the air match the taste in your mouth? I felt better before I realized how off course We've been lead. Now what a shame You've fallen off your horse. Just like I thought, You stopped short. Now don't you think it's time to Pass on the torch? (Don't say you know it) & Then at last the present will be the past. In spite of what you have been told, The bent truth will unfold, Walking on ice you've been sold. Waiting I stare at a half empty glass, Sip and watch the time pass. & I'm sure that it won't be the last time I... (We're all people just on different wavelengths. We're here for the same reasons, just our own takes.) Yet here we are, I feel it, we've come So close yet so far yet so close yet so far. It won't be long; we'll hit it head on. The times have changed, get on the right page. If a finger must be raised, there's only our up bringers to blame. If a finger must be raised, then let it be the middle one.
Writer(s): Tynan Charles Reibelt, Joshua Lennon O'callaghan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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