Present Tense
Sitting sideways in your seat
Trouble starts when our eyes meet
The passing lights they come and go
Slip away we've lost control
The sand falls slowly from the top
We've used up every single drop
Do we realize what we've done
That shadows that we've overrun
And I feel my past regrets
Slipping into present tense
So we stare at the wind
Cursing God through all our sin
There is flesh beneath the skin
We've both grown to know the feeling
Trouble starts when our eyes meet
The passing lights they come and go
Slip away we've lost control
The sand falls slowly from the top
We've used up every single drop
Do we realize what we've done
That shadows that we've overrun
And I feel my past regrets
Slipping into present tense
So we stare at the wind
Cursing God through all our sin
There is flesh beneath the skin
We've both grown to know the feeling
Credits
Writer(s): Kian Ransom
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