Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Seth Nicolas Smith Peacock
Songwriter
Joseph Clayton Smith Peacock
Songwriter
Songtexte
I'm afraid it's late
You wore it down too straight
Too thin
But go on and wait
You cut off the water, it's coming in
Take out your pride and give it in
Ah give it in
Cut around the mend
Slide it through the crease you made again
Get your sandbags
I'm afraid it's late for ten
You wore it down too straight
You blocked off the water, it's wearing thin
Cut off the crease and take it in
Ah take it in
Cut around the mend
Slide it through the crease you made again
Again
I don't wanna
I don't wanna break
But here I am
I don't wanna
Sandbags wearing thin
(Get your sandbags)
You cut off the water and stopped it off
Rope off the precinct it's sunken cost
Take out your pride and give it in
Ah give it in
And then
Yeah, let it in
Let in all your doubts and then
Yeah
(I know, I know)
Let it in
Till you shout in the strange and shake like a name
With a route to maintain to resist the pull of change
You shout in the strange and shake like a name
With a route to maintain to resist the pull of change
Writer(s): Joseph Smith Peacock, Seth Peacock
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