Miss It Still

Looking back on the words you said
Did you really think it was in our head?
From the light of a loud record
We went down on last fall
I don't trust anybody else
Got enough trouble with ourselves
I will try to let you know

And you go through your life with the same old story
Go leave your color and record your glory

Time will tell, look at me, do you know me?
Photocopier, you spit a lie to sell me
Was it worth the layer you alter
For a look at his Pyrenees altar
I won't trust anybody else
Got enough trouble with myself now
I will try to let you

Let you go through your life
Passing by with the same old story
Go through your life
Blessed light, and record your glory

And you go through your life with the same old story
Go leave the color and record your glory
Go, you're such a lie

Searching for your perfect night

Do you miss it still?
Do you miss it still?
Do you miss it still?



Credits
Writer(s): Lincoln Lute, Gordon Taylor, Christopher Panerio, Marshall Hunt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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