5 years later (feat. Harty & Ray Hawkins)
Tell me how ya feel
Tell me what it feels like
5 years later I still cant believe its real life
Thinking bout the memories looking at the photos
Yeah time flies but I remember it in slow mo
Keep my head up
So I can see the future
Keep my eyes shut so I can still see my dreams
Who's next up yeah they're looking at you sir
Go get the bag til its bustin at the seams
Tell me what you think about these days
I coulda sworn you had it figured out I'm banking on a replay
As if I could've known what was on the menu
Boys gotta eat in the sold out venue
I'm way back in the cheap seats
Reading the receipts
Pinching both pennies my 2 cents on a free beat
Back it up
Train of thought going beep beep
Running low on bars like nobody can reach me
In my own zone prone to be faded
No I'm not addicted but I just wanna taste it
Ode to old lows
When I felt the fakest I had to get away from all the drama that was playin
Out and about hope I'm headed for the greenest hills
But I don't think my greatest fantasies will be fulfilled
Compromising right before the dawn is rising
Hell with chasing the horizon I'm just hoping we can chill
The raindrops hit the window
And you can't leave your bed
Cause you're hypnotized by the sound
And life's got you down
But you'll figure it out
And you'll land on your feet
I know cause you always do
There's sunny days and blue skies
To look forward to
Tell me what it feels like
5 years later I still cant believe its real life
Thinking bout the memories looking at the photos
Yeah time flies but I remember it in slow mo
Keep my head up
So I can see the future
Keep my eyes shut so I can still see my dreams
Who's next up yeah they're looking at you sir
Go get the bag til its bustin at the seams
Tell me what you think about these days
I coulda sworn you had it figured out I'm banking on a replay
As if I could've known what was on the menu
Boys gotta eat in the sold out venue
I'm way back in the cheap seats
Reading the receipts
Pinching both pennies my 2 cents on a free beat
Back it up
Train of thought going beep beep
Running low on bars like nobody can reach me
In my own zone prone to be faded
No I'm not addicted but I just wanna taste it
Ode to old lows
When I felt the fakest I had to get away from all the drama that was playin
Out and about hope I'm headed for the greenest hills
But I don't think my greatest fantasies will be fulfilled
Compromising right before the dawn is rising
Hell with chasing the horizon I'm just hoping we can chill
The raindrops hit the window
And you can't leave your bed
Cause you're hypnotized by the sound
And life's got you down
But you'll figure it out
And you'll land on your feet
I know cause you always do
There's sunny days and blue skies
To look forward to
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Writer(s): Alton Olson
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