Everything, All The Time
Cigarettes, haunted floors
There was always something breathing there
Never falling down
We were sinking in
Throwing stones, pouring bourbon in our bones
I never knew I was speeding up
Until I slowed you down
And I don't have time to explain
No, I don't have time to explain
Stressing out, stretching thin
Golden patience of St Agatha of Antioch
Yeah I was swallowed whole
Speaking out, weaving whispers into shouts
About the time I was settling in
I was picking locks
And I don't have time to explain
No, I don't have time to explain
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
She walked around lonely at night She never knew quite where she would end up
She read books in the morning time that never told her what to do
So she stripped naked one day and jumped into a frozen lake
They saw her about a week later and she said no she hadn't made a mistake
She was high on LSD and said you know what
It's time to be free
And I don't have time to explain
No, I don't have time to explain
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
There was always something breathing there
Never falling down
We were sinking in
Throwing stones, pouring bourbon in our bones
I never knew I was speeding up
Until I slowed you down
And I don't have time to explain
No, I don't have time to explain
Stressing out, stretching thin
Golden patience of St Agatha of Antioch
Yeah I was swallowed whole
Speaking out, weaving whispers into shouts
About the time I was settling in
I was picking locks
And I don't have time to explain
No, I don't have time to explain
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
She walked around lonely at night She never knew quite where she would end up
She read books in the morning time that never told her what to do
So she stripped naked one day and jumped into a frozen lake
They saw her about a week later and she said no she hadn't made a mistake
She was high on LSD and said you know what
It's time to be free
And I don't have time to explain
No, I don't have time to explain
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
Everything, all the time
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Writer(s): Matthew Anderson, James Bayer Iii
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