歌词

This manufactured cloud I take around This artifact, not making sense The stock, it rise, it rises, it rises still I cash it in and I pay my rent, hey, hey To look me in the eyes, to know my strife God shield the one who play the role Won't do it, not this, not, no, not this time To say goodbye, I'll say goodbye, I'll say goodbye I wonder if my organs work outside I want the ride, I don't want to arrive I'm tired of holding (tired of holding, tired of holding) I'm getting older (I'm getting older, getting older) I found the order, that I can't abide I try to hold thеm, hold them in my hands Not tired of moving (not tired of moving, tirеd of moving) I try to lose it (try to lose it, try to lose it) I wonder if my organs work outside I want the ride, I don't want to arrive I'm tired of holding, I'm tired of holding Getting older, I'm getting older This manufactured cloud I take around This artifact, not making sense The stock, it rise, it rise, it rises still I cash it in, I pay my rent To look me in the eye, to know my strife God shield the one who play the role Won't do it, not this, not, no, not this time To say goodbye, I'll say goodbye, I'll say goodbye
Writer(s): Joshua L Eustis, Charles Wesley Iii Cooper, Loraine James, Khari Ayo Joel Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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