Won't Be Back Soon
Hanging the sign "I'll be back soon"
we knew we were awfully lying
Oh, and what a delight
't was locking ourselves out of the safe
Nothing will ever be the same
that's true for each moment that passes by
But I enjoy each little revolution that occurs
when your eyes meet mine
Overthinking
over the unthinkable
is a waste of time,
waste of life,
ruin of poetry
Don't reach for Netflix
to get some magic
Just be your own star,
your own dream, your own
Majesty
There are these insights when you realize
a love has grown bigger than your life
Oh, and what a surprise
it's to find out that no one ever really dies
Nothing will ever be the same
for that is the trick
to being alive
Yet there's a way to trap time forever
with our fingers intertwined
Overthinking
over the unthinkable
is a waste of time,
waste of life,
waste of
fantasy.
Don't reach for Netflix
to get some magic
Just be your own star
your own dream, your own
Majesty
Overthinking
over the unthinkable
is a waste of time,
waste of life,
ruin of
poetry.
Don't reach for Netflix
to get some magic
Just be your own star
your own dream...
Majesty.
we knew we were awfully lying
Oh, and what a delight
't was locking ourselves out of the safe
Nothing will ever be the same
that's true for each moment that passes by
But I enjoy each little revolution that occurs
when your eyes meet mine
Overthinking
over the unthinkable
is a waste of time,
waste of life,
ruin of poetry
Don't reach for Netflix
to get some magic
Just be your own star,
your own dream, your own
Majesty
There are these insights when you realize
a love has grown bigger than your life
Oh, and what a surprise
it's to find out that no one ever really dies
Nothing will ever be the same
for that is the trick
to being alive
Yet there's a way to trap time forever
with our fingers intertwined
Overthinking
over the unthinkable
is a waste of time,
waste of life,
waste of
fantasy.
Don't reach for Netflix
to get some magic
Just be your own star
your own dream, your own
Majesty
Overthinking
over the unthinkable
is a waste of time,
waste of life,
ruin of
poetry.
Don't reach for Netflix
to get some magic
Just be your own star
your own dream...
Majesty.
Credits
Writer(s): Alba Nacinovich, Leo Skec
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