Slot Machines
My boots looks strange laying on your floor, it's been a while
Dust has settled in the crooks of your clothes, you haven't changed
And I thought we would fall back into step
It seems a lifetime passed, the disillusionment it stings
Pull the lever, watch the numbers fly
Tired lights hit my tired eyes, if I
Took a time machine back to the days
Still out of place, all the locks have been changed
And I would fight for this
Battle and ride for this
Five years ago, would've given my all, but
Familiar patterns I broke (broke, broke, broke)
And you won't let them die
Expectations got me by the throat
I listen hard, but I just can't speak
A fleeting part of me wants to regress, but the season's changed
And I thought we would fit like an old pair of jeans
All the stagnant air I can't breathe here
I've gotta get away (gotta get away, gotta get away)
Pull the lever, watch the numbers fly
Tired lights hit my tired eyes, if I
Took a time machine back to the days
Still out of place, all the locks have been changed
And I would fight for this
Battle and ride for this
Five years ago, would've given my all, but
Familiar patterns I broke (broke, broke, broke)
And you won't let them die
Pull the lever, watch the numbers fly
Tired lights hit my tired eyes
Dust has settled in the crooks of your clothes, you haven't changed
And I thought we would fall back into step
It seems a lifetime passed, the disillusionment it stings
Pull the lever, watch the numbers fly
Tired lights hit my tired eyes, if I
Took a time machine back to the days
Still out of place, all the locks have been changed
And I would fight for this
Battle and ride for this
Five years ago, would've given my all, but
Familiar patterns I broke (broke, broke, broke)
And you won't let them die
Expectations got me by the throat
I listen hard, but I just can't speak
A fleeting part of me wants to regress, but the season's changed
And I thought we would fit like an old pair of jeans
All the stagnant air I can't breathe here
I've gotta get away (gotta get away, gotta get away)
Pull the lever, watch the numbers fly
Tired lights hit my tired eyes, if I
Took a time machine back to the days
Still out of place, all the locks have been changed
And I would fight for this
Battle and ride for this
Five years ago, would've given my all, but
Familiar patterns I broke (broke, broke, broke)
And you won't let them die
Pull the lever, watch the numbers fly
Tired lights hit my tired eyes
Credits
Writer(s): Anna Palchikoff
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