Texty

Time stops for no one You and I were broken Lost and only hoping We were wrong I'm coming undone You were just like magic Beautiful and tragic Now you're gone Now you're gone Trying to believe when your mind's made up Running like a fool when you're out of touch Looking for a lie that could be a rush We all got to feed our sins With the medicine Uuuhhh Uuuhhh uhh uhh The medicine A dime or a dozen We were legends in the making Couldn't stop the taking 'til you were gone You were gone Trying to believe when your mind's made up Running like a fool when you're out of touch Looking for a lie that could be a rush We all got to feed our sins With the medicine When you're coming down Silence is so loud You can't help me now 'Cause you're gone Trying to believe when your mind's made up Running like a fool when you're out of touch Looking for a lie that could be a rush Trying to believe when your mind's made up Running like a fool when you're out of touch Looking for a lie that could be a rush We all got to feed our sins We all got to feed our sins We all got to feed our sins With the medicine Uuuhhh Uuuhhh uhh uhh The medicine
Writer(s): Marshal Dutton, Ross Hanson, Lee Anna Mccollum, Colin Cunningham, Jeremy Renner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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