Six Days

Made a table and labeled all the days
Listed all that had taken place
Already the details beginning to blur
Triplicating Saturday through Thurs.

Never sure what's real.
Stop wondering if we're built to last
Fucking using the rear-view to look ahead
(To) me, was said it's all in the past

Tiny gestures - the pleasures and the hurt.
Oxford comma can win $10 million in court
Measure me up something intoxicating
Music that's got goodness radiating

Never sure what's real.
Stop wondering if we're built to last
Fucking using the rear-view to look ahead
(To) me, was said, "it's all in the past"

Organizing the chaos takes way too long
Can't anyone here say what's going on
Caught up in wanderlust; gave the wrong address
And we're paying whatever it costs

Never sure what's real.
Stop wondering if we're built to last
Fucking using the rear-view to look ahead
(To) me, was said, "it's all in the past"

Never sure what's real.
Stop wondering if we're built to last
Fucking using the rear-view to look ahead
(To) me, was said, "it's all in the past"



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Simental, Danita Clark, Eric Vasquez, Jenifer Roosevelt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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