My Time In Exile
Used to worry for each other
No one's bothered like before
We sleep with each others friends
Sneak around, fall apart
And come back for more
We sit around drinking tables
Stabilized and keeping score
But my mind is somewhere out the door
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed awhile
In my time in exile and
Oh time has flown and the
Only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
We go to clubs, the songs are old
The evening's blown
Go our ways and take taxis home
Talk of Sunday outings
And medicate to fight the doubting
But know we'll always be alone
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed awhile
In my time in exile and
Oh time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
That's my year spent in exile
Second guessed and dressed up in tatters
My both feet didn't take this path
And I'm still looking for a life that matters
More than chit chat
We listen to The Streets
We're all deadbeats and these old habits
Are starting to show through
Sorry I didn't get to know you
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed awhile
In my time in exile and
Oh time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
Bye, bye
To the friends I've known
In my time in exile
No one's bothered like before
We sleep with each others friends
Sneak around, fall apart
And come back for more
We sit around drinking tables
Stabilized and keeping score
But my mind is somewhere out the door
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed awhile
In my time in exile and
Oh time has flown and the
Only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
We go to clubs, the songs are old
The evening's blown
Go our ways and take taxis home
Talk of Sunday outings
And medicate to fight the doubting
But know we'll always be alone
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed awhile
In my time in exile and
Oh time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
That's my year spent in exile
Second guessed and dressed up in tatters
My both feet didn't take this path
And I'm still looking for a life that matters
More than chit chat
We listen to The Streets
We're all deadbeats and these old habits
Are starting to show through
Sorry I didn't get to know you
Oh, we have grown
Maybe I've overstayed awhile
In my time in exile and
Oh time has flown
And the only thing I've learned
I want a life now of my own
Bye, bye
To the friends I've known
In my time in exile
Credits
Writer(s): Stephan Jenkins, Arion Salazar
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