Fortune 500
The 5:30 light shines through
You're on my mind times two
I wish you came back too
While the leafs run dry
And the cars they go beaming bye boo
Clock peepin' talk starts
Dark secrets shots drop
I can't do this without heart
Me, I'm the worst part (yeah)
Usually I don't care about space
I got big issues with time
Got a nice bike, a good friend, a bad friend, a student loan
Hopelessly dreaming
Of whom I'm gonna be
I'm blurring out on my own sight
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
My phone reminding me of the days we used to have
I'm way too present in my past
Just wish we could go back, wish we could run back
Take the first flight back
I'm searching for those one night bed
I'm searching for that hopeful comfort instead
So I can come to my senses
Man, I'm stuck in the trenches
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
You're on my mind times two
I wish you came back too
While the leafs run dry
And the cars they go beaming bye boo
Clock peepin' talk starts
Dark secrets shots drop
I can't do this without heart
Me, I'm the worst part (yeah)
Usually I don't care about space
I got big issues with time
Got a nice bike, a good friend, a bad friend, a student loan
Hopelessly dreaming
Of whom I'm gonna be
I'm blurring out on my own sight
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
My phone reminding me of the days we used to have
I'm way too present in my past
Just wish we could go back, wish we could run back
Take the first flight back
I'm searching for those one night bed
I'm searching for that hopeful comfort instead
So I can come to my senses
Man, I'm stuck in the trenches
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
I dreamt of Fortune 500
Time goes so fast when it feels like Daytona
Stuck in nostalgia of what could have been
Stuck with regret, it's all just a mess
Credits
Writer(s): Halvard Skeie Wiencke, Stefanos Berhane Yowhannes, Jonas Kroken Savereide, Sander Hjellvik Askeland
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