歌詞

Phone, keys, wallet I'm out the door I'd love to talk to you when I have some more time If you need something to praise, We could build a monument for the abridged "Hooray!" This watch has bills to pay, trading in hours for another day Banished to a planet that is vanishing, Standing in the shadows of a trash machine Hope, faith, knowing, fear Smoking gun, the end is near Hope, faith, knowing, fear Time stops, we're in the clear Lost track We'll trace it back counting every step because we cut the slack Gotta keep a ship tight, sails raised Gotta crack a whip to break a thin malaise Piper's in the valley with a broken reed Knight is in the stable with a tired steed while All the peasants in the projects practice alchemy I guess you've gotta cast a spell to break a prophecy Hope, faith, knowing, fear Smoking gun, the end is near Hope, faith, knowing, fear Time stops, we're in the clear
Writer(s): Spencer Radcliffe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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