Spectator
Its all in my head that I'm not prepared
To brake through this wall thats cracked like ice
All I see is others leading with ease
Is there something wrong with me?
I'm stuck at home while you all go on
Wishing I wasn't the way I am
And I know, truth be told, I could be where you are
I'm sat on the sidelines
When I could be scoring the gaols
I'm stood here with a stopwatch in my hand
I could be running the race, winning the race
I feel like I'm drowning but I haven't jumped in yet
I feel like I'm tumbling down but I haven't left the ground
I had a taste of running at that pace
I wish I had done it before
I was wasting my time being scared, too shy
Should've taken the leap earlier
Im sat on the sidelines, watching the match
I could be scoring the gaols
I'm stood here with a stopwatch in my hand
I could be running the race
I feel like I'm drowning but I haven't jumped in yet
I feel like I'm tumbling down but I haven't left the ground
I used to be caged before I engaged
With what I used to question, question
I used to be caged before I engaged
With what I used to question, question
I feel like I'm drowning but I haven't jumped in yet
I feel like I'm tumbling down but I haven't left the ground
I feel like I'm tumbling down
I hadn't left the ground
To brake through this wall thats cracked like ice
All I see is others leading with ease
Is there something wrong with me?
I'm stuck at home while you all go on
Wishing I wasn't the way I am
And I know, truth be told, I could be where you are
I'm sat on the sidelines
When I could be scoring the gaols
I'm stood here with a stopwatch in my hand
I could be running the race, winning the race
I feel like I'm drowning but I haven't jumped in yet
I feel like I'm tumbling down but I haven't left the ground
I had a taste of running at that pace
I wish I had done it before
I was wasting my time being scared, too shy
Should've taken the leap earlier
Im sat on the sidelines, watching the match
I could be scoring the gaols
I'm stood here with a stopwatch in my hand
I could be running the race
I feel like I'm drowning but I haven't jumped in yet
I feel like I'm tumbling down but I haven't left the ground
I used to be caged before I engaged
With what I used to question, question
I used to be caged before I engaged
With what I used to question, question
I feel like I'm drowning but I haven't jumped in yet
I feel like I'm tumbling down but I haven't left the ground
I feel like I'm tumbling down
I hadn't left the ground
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Writer(s): Ivo Winkley
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