Tekst Utworu

The morning paper and scattered empty seats Early train and private vapor trails Turnstiles and hectic ticket lines And empty carpool lanes Rubber faces and artificial light Back talk and fancy conference rooms Whiteboards full of big ideas And handshakes everyday Always remember good is never good enough Stop thinking! shutdown statements thrown at you like stones You can't slow down so uptight You've got your money in the bank You can't come down you lose yourself Headlines sell unverified Reasons no one ever comprehends Images so easy to believe A crash and the body breaks You can't slow down so uptight You've got your money in the bank You can't come down you lose yourself
Writer(s): Bram Vanparys Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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