Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Selfish Things
Interprète
Alexander James Biro
Piano
Cam Snooks
Guitare électrique
Michael Ticar
Guitare électrique
Jordan Trask
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alexander James Biro
Paroles/Composition
Andrew Colin Fulk
Paroles/Composition
Milton Benzu
Paroles/Composition
Paroles
No, today I don't wanna grow up
I see the fault in every line
The poison's creeping up my spine
Yeah, today I just wanna throw up
'Cause every word's a waste of time
I see my worth inside your eyes
I thought the stars would all align
I figured I would be alright
But I'm afraid of this
The fakes, the fame, the godlessness
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
No lines on the road
Is it worth that feeling?
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
Is it worth that feeling?
Well, today was kind of fucked up
I guess I'm meant to feel this way
Is there a problem with my brain?
Yeah, today they were all stuck up
I've heard that fortune is a race
They'll cut your throat for second place
I guess we're all just misaligned
I guess they're all afraid of time
Is meant to burn away
They speak of God but stain the page
But who would want a perfect life?
With nothing wrong, but nothing right?
With nothing right?
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
No lines on the road
Is it worth that feeling?
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
Is it worth that feeling?
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
No lines on the road
Is it worth that feeling?
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
No lines on the road
Is it worth that feeling?
You want truth for your bones?
Money can't make a home
You're scared and you know
Yeah, I know you feel it
You're riding alone with nowhere to go
Is it worth that feeling?
Writer(s): Alexander Biro, Andrew Fulk, Milton Benzu
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