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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Selfish Things
Selfish Things
Performer
Alexander James Biro
Alexander James Biro
Piano
Cam Snooks
Cam Snooks
Electric Guitar
Michael Ticar
Michael Ticar
Electric Guitar
Jordan Trask
Jordan Trask
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander James Biro
Alexander James Biro
Songwriter
Andrew Colin Fulk
Andrew Colin Fulk
Songwriter
Milton Benzu
Milton Benzu
Songwriter

Lyrics

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 'Cuz 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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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