No Rush
The party's way too crowded
But there's an outlet vacant
Made it up the ladder
Trying to scale a mountain
Some things ain't the same
You're yet to know my name
And something tells me you don't want to know
But you ain't telling me the same
That's when I think about
The apple starts to fall
Started in a sprint and now we crawl
Stepping over lines we shouldn't cross
Stay in your lane
Keeping my energy inside a box I draw
With the marker writing on the walls
Rather hear you say
We ain't in no rush
Got my ducks in a row
Hunters lining up
But I don't let them in the door
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
(Hello?)
Can't she see?
That I'm wrapped around her finger
Like a silver-coated ring
I wish to linger here eternally
I'm slipping and I just can't wait
To beat the sand to the bottom of the hourglass
I paddle faster through the rapids
Reaper getting near the laugher.
Plaster walls are too thin
For this blasted mess that I'm in
Sure it's different to the passers-by
Half of my ideas are too big
Maybe I just need more space
Guess gotta change my pace
Never gonna change no
Maybe I just need more space
Never gonna change
We ain't in no rush
I got my ducks in a row
Hunters lining up
But I don't let them in the door
Woah
(Hsur on in t'nia ew)
Woah
(Wor in skcud ym tog I)
Woah
(Pu gninil sretnuh)
Woah
(Rood the in meht tel t'nod I tub)
But there's an outlet vacant
Made it up the ladder
Trying to scale a mountain
Some things ain't the same
You're yet to know my name
And something tells me you don't want to know
But you ain't telling me the same
That's when I think about
The apple starts to fall
Started in a sprint and now we crawl
Stepping over lines we shouldn't cross
Stay in your lane
Keeping my energy inside a box I draw
With the marker writing on the walls
Rather hear you say
We ain't in no rush
Got my ducks in a row
Hunters lining up
But I don't let them in the door
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
(Hello?)
Can't she see?
That I'm wrapped around her finger
Like a silver-coated ring
I wish to linger here eternally
I'm slipping and I just can't wait
To beat the sand to the bottom of the hourglass
I paddle faster through the rapids
Reaper getting near the laugher.
Plaster walls are too thin
For this blasted mess that I'm in
Sure it's different to the passers-by
Half of my ideas are too big
Maybe I just need more space
Guess gotta change my pace
Never gonna change no
Maybe I just need more space
Never gonna change
We ain't in no rush
I got my ducks in a row
Hunters lining up
But I don't let them in the door
Woah
(Hsur on in t'nia ew)
Woah
(Wor in skcud ym tog I)
Woah
(Pu gninil sretnuh)
Woah
(Rood the in meht tel t'nod I tub)
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Roome
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