Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jabbawoki
Jabbawoki
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Finlay Vallance
Finlay Vallance
Songwriter
Max Lord
Max Lord
Songwriter
Matthew Edmunds
Matthew Edmunds
Songwriter
Tom Cranston
Tom Cranston
Songwriter

Lyrics

Come and burn the candle at both ends and the wick I can tell that you're slightly sick.
Looking at the date and you're falling in a flashback, scrolling through the past was it really two year back that?
Pretty fast, times now slipping through the cracks, you need a lapse in the pace before the whips cracked.
Thinking about today but you're living in the back snap? Remember when you used to bang out raps playing Outkast.
Now you're only listening to politics and podcast, don't forget your coat ‘cause I know you checked the forecast.
Know you checked the forecast, now were trying to hold fast, not looking for a contrast.
From the things you used to do, the things that brought you too looking through past tags and old social circles show.
Can you even place that face or name or place from years and years ago?
It’s only getting further they say time flies. And I don't even know why I thought that they lied.
It’s only getting further they say time flies. And I don't even know why I thought that they lied.
I said it’s only getting further they say time flies.
And I don't even know why I thought that they lied.
It’s only getting further, in the blink of an eye.
You're still going out with a mind young, only worry thinking where’s another fucking night gone?
Trying to move your feet up to the challenge of the rhythm,
But she’s not even looked and now she’s leaving, still.
It’s fun being young in the club, buying ten pound bumps not knowing when your tongue is never numb.
When your only really fear is cleared but the hair of a dog in the morning I’m being sincere,
‘Cause you know that days just like these are starting to close and I can’t find the keys.
Would you leave me to brew ‘cause I'm enjoying the view of doing nothing right now except listening to tunes.
And would you leave me to brew ‘cause I'm enjoying the view of doing nothing right now except listening to tunes.
You, before you know it, you're creaking old.
And now you're stuck, spoon feeding a toddler from it’s bowl.
And every June you've ended up at the Costa del Sol.
If that’s what it’s like well then I’m not sold.
It’s only getting closer they say time flies.
And I don't even know why I thought that they lied.
It’s only getting further they say time flies. And I don't even know why I thought that they lied.
It’s only getting further they say time flies. And now it’s gone in a little blink of an eye.
Only getting further say time flies.
Only getting closer say time flies.
Only getting further say time flies.
Only getting closer say time flies.
Only getting further say time flies.
Only getting closer say time flies.
Written by: Finlay Vallance, Matthew Edmunds, Max Lord, Tom Cranston
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