Twenty//25\\five

If I spend all my time just saying sorry
It won't fix all the things I've done wrong
No you don't have to think twice about anything
When we're stuck on constant rerun

The worst is the easiest thing to imagine
And it's always turning me blue
I'm a glass of champ that's lost its fizz
A half empty bottle when it comes down to it

And I came to dance my thoughts away
Out of your spotlights
I won't try to hide away
Out of your spotlights

Twenty-five inches from collapsing
I drove for an hour just to see your face
Now we're back in familiar territory
Though I thought I'd never get this deep in again

And I came to dance my thoughts away
Out of your spotlights
I won't try to hide away
Out of your spotlights

Out of your spotlights
Out of your spotlights



Credits
Writer(s): Aphra Caitlin Smith, Benjamin William Thomas, Matthew George Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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