Lyrics
So much wasted time
Worrying about me and mine
When you've been on the line
Dying
My reflection hides myself
Wanna be as pretty as everyone else
In my time to buy, it's my time to sell
I'm trying
But you can't help but feel alone
When everything you've ever known
Is something breathing down your neck
Brimstone and fire coming for your head
So I thought I'd mess up my mind
Someone said it might open my eyes
But all in all, all I lost
Was a Wednesday
Back when I just 16
Burdened by my fantasies
Band of horses on a trampoline
Guess it might come back someday
But you can't help but feel alone
When everything you've ever known
Is something breathing down your neck
Brimstone and fire coming for your head
Can't stand your couch, can't stand your bed
All these lost years, you ain't lost yet
All these lost years, you ain't lost yet
Writer(s): Dylan Grantham
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