Old Clothes (Album Cut)

Standby, radio down
Too much talk gets in the way
Might be too young to settle down
Had to try it, anyway

The end of time
Was our destination
But It's time to let you go
Growing fat and growing old
These old clothes don't seem to fit
Me Anymore

Static silence across all lines
Guess there's nothing more to say
one day your face might cross my mind
I'll ball it up and throw it away

The end of time
Was our destination
But It's time to let you go
Growing fat and growing old
These old clothes don't seem to fit
Me Anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Leniz
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