So Dull
Your wits took me by surprise
The world in your eyes
Doesn't shine
Brighter than my lighter to your cigarette
But that's alright
I'm learning now my luck's run out
I'm learning how to count
The things you started doing I can't stand
And I'm running out of hands
So when the days
Become so dull
I'm trying to go my own way
On the day you'd phone it in
I won't be there to help you swim
Out of the mess you made
You give your heart to wonder why
What you'd crave is far behind
Theres no point
In turning around
So hear me out
You'd waste my time to cross the line
Now, you're falling far behind
You're starting to lose count
Of all of your doubts
So hear me out
When the days
Become so dull
I'm trying to go my own way
On the day you'd phone it in
I won't be there to help you swim
Out of the mess you made
You made
You'd waste my time to cross the line
Now, we're falling far behind
You're starting to lose count
Of all of your doubts
So hear me out
When the days
Become so dull
I'm trying to go my own way
On the day you'd phone it in
I won't be there to help you swim
Out of the mess you made
You made
Out of the mess you made
You made
The world in your eyes
Doesn't shine
Brighter than my lighter to your cigarette
But that's alright
I'm learning now my luck's run out
I'm learning how to count
The things you started doing I can't stand
And I'm running out of hands
So when the days
Become so dull
I'm trying to go my own way
On the day you'd phone it in
I won't be there to help you swim
Out of the mess you made
You give your heart to wonder why
What you'd crave is far behind
Theres no point
In turning around
So hear me out
You'd waste my time to cross the line
Now, you're falling far behind
You're starting to lose count
Of all of your doubts
So hear me out
When the days
Become so dull
I'm trying to go my own way
On the day you'd phone it in
I won't be there to help you swim
Out of the mess you made
You made
You'd waste my time to cross the line
Now, we're falling far behind
You're starting to lose count
Of all of your doubts
So hear me out
When the days
Become so dull
I'm trying to go my own way
On the day you'd phone it in
I won't be there to help you swim
Out of the mess you made
You made
Out of the mess you made
You made
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Writer(s): Aidan Fine
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