Showdown
Where did it go?
What happened to the enabler?
I want to know,
But you're talking too slow.
'Cause I could be all the right things,
I could be on the right track,
I could be all the right things,
But maybe I want it too soon.
I'm gonna be lit up and over the street signs.
Meadows of green, I want to know what they taste like.
'Cause I could be all the right things
I could be on the right track
I could be all the right things
But maybe I want it too soon
I'm gonna go, now follow the arrow too long.
I'm taking over, let it be said that you're wrong.
I've been thinking it's been colder,
I'm warming the air in your lungs.
So what's the point
Be honest, be honest with me.
I've been thinking I might
Say something true,
Say something I can believe in.
There's fire in you,
But my body moves like a cannonball.
I could be all the right things,
Yeah, I could be on the right track,
I could be all the right things,
But I'm losing patience.
I'm gonna go and
And watch you show down as soon as you'd ever become
See I've been thinking it's been colder,
So give me the air in your lungs.
So what's the point?
Be honest, be honest with me.
I've been thinking I might.
What happened to the enabler?
I want to know,
But you're talking too slow.
'Cause I could be all the right things,
I could be on the right track,
I could be all the right things,
But maybe I want it too soon.
I'm gonna be lit up and over the street signs.
Meadows of green, I want to know what they taste like.
'Cause I could be all the right things
I could be on the right track
I could be all the right things
But maybe I want it too soon
I'm gonna go, now follow the arrow too long.
I'm taking over, let it be said that you're wrong.
I've been thinking it's been colder,
I'm warming the air in your lungs.
So what's the point
Be honest, be honest with me.
I've been thinking I might
Say something true,
Say something I can believe in.
There's fire in you,
But my body moves like a cannonball.
I could be all the right things,
Yeah, I could be on the right track,
I could be all the right things,
But I'm losing patience.
I'm gonna go and
And watch you show down as soon as you'd ever become
See I've been thinking it's been colder,
So give me the air in your lungs.
So what's the point?
Be honest, be honest with me.
I've been thinking I might.
Credits
Writer(s): David Hosking, Killian Gavin, Jonathan Hart, Timothy Hart, David Symes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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