Saturdays

You called me to say things are different
but I'm still the same.
I'm to restless and waiting for something to change as we fade.
Won't be long now,
pretend I'm nowhere around.

Everything keeps on floating.
Everyone keeps on boasting.
Save it for the morning.

I'll take anything that will force me
to make up my mind,
while you're going back to the habits
you had before mine.
Try to break it all down.
Pretend I'm nowhere around.

Everything keeps on floating.
Everyone keeps on boasting.
Save it for the morning.



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Writer(s): Simen Mitlid
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