Lyrics

Patience out the window and feed it to the birds Saying nothing to much while they find it first Pissin' on the moments and missing the chance Under your face and it slipped through your hands Waiting for approval and nobody cares Guessing the mood is behind every stare Think back about the things you used to care about And now there so insignificant Think of how lame your fears seem now And how you might not get to live again Worried about the stranger's imaginary thoughts Wondering if they're gonna love you or not Loves me she loves me not it's all the same Irrational thoughts still feed the mundane Waiting for approval and nobody cares Guessing the mood is behind every stare Think back about the things you used to care about And now there so insignificant Think how lame your fears seem now And how you might not get to live again Patience out the window and feed it to the birds Saying nothing to much while they all find it first Pissin' on the moments and missing the chance Under your face and it slip through your hands Think back about the things you used to care about And now there so insignificant Think of how lame your fears seem now And how you might not get to live again Let all fear be your mirror Let it show you that it can't hold you Let all fear be your mirror Let it show you that nobody owns you
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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