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Chris Ayer
Chris Ayer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Ayer
Chris Ayer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Ayer
Chris Ayer
Producer
Will Hensley
Will Hensley
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This is not a place to hold it spare A rubber band to tie around your long brown hair The source of all your powers A clock to count the hours When you guess I'll left this one I'll still be there You are not responsable for why You know it in the morning and it's gone by night It comes to you in sleep The less and less each week Like the language you forget the more you write I think it hides Somewhere out of sight Waiting for you patiently when you need to be reminded To unwind You got wrapped around so tight, it's The one thing you don't talk about Learning time to life without it All the way hoping you find me Where ever you been hiding Late last night you had that dream again Where the whole world rode on top of you And you gave in It made you feel so small You kicked my bedroom wall And you said you would like to know Where your friend freedom went I think it hides Somewhere out of sight Waiting for you patiently when you need to be reminded To unwind You got wrapped around so tight, it's The one thing you don't talk about Learning time to life without it All the way hoping you find me Where ever you been hiding I got lost on the way out to Chicago Rodeo does goes there in the world My car had hit a hundred thousand miles by Indiana And I thought of you as I watched the nines all turn For now I hide Somewhere out of sight Waiting for you patiently and I'm trying not to try I can't unwind I got wrapped around so tight, it's The one thing we don't talk about We're learning time to life without it All the way hoping you find me Where ever we been hiding If it's true I'll be waiting there for you, oh If it's true, I'll be waiting there for you See if it's true, I'll be waiting there for you Oh if it's true, I'll be waiting This is not a place to hold it spare A rubber band to tie around your long brown hair The sources of all your powers A clock to count the hours But when you guess I'll left this one I'll still be there
Writer(s): Christopher Norton Ayer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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