Bouttime (No Hard Borders)

I've come into my space
No hard borders
No hard borders
Finally started to save
Myself from you
Myself from you

I've come into my space
No hard borders
No hard borders
Finally started to save
Myself from you
Myself from you

'Bout time wha'?
'Bout time wha'?
Too much to speak of
Too much to speak of
'Bout time wha'?
'Bout time wha'?

Finally winning a race
Take no orders
Take no orders
And I'm running away
Leave dust on you
Leave dust on you

Finally winning a race
Take no orders
Take no orders
And I'm running away
Leave no order
Leave no

'Bout time wha'?
'Bout time wha'?
Too much to speak of
Too much to speak of
'Bout time wha'?
'Bout time wha'?

But I can't cut my ties
Not if even I try
Still reading your rites
Call, call out all your crimes

But I can't cut my ties
Not if even I try
Reading your rites
Then I'll call out all your crimes

All your crimes
All your crimes
All your crimes
All your crimes
All your
Crimes
All your crimes
All your crimes
All your crimes
All your crimes



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Fitzpatrick
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